Ghazal Game #1
Think of the greatest love you’ve ever had ( ).
Write his/her name in the space provided_____.
As long as you reiterate this name,
The semblance of this ghazal is complete:_____!
Don’t doubt, no matter what terror may come,
That God will fill your emptiness with Dear_____.
For me, Janette. For Dante, Beatrice.
For Rumi, Shams-y-Tabriz. And for you?_____.
Space makes the greatest rhyme. Sufis know this,
In spite of their lust for someone just like_____.
Now burn your useless books! You’ll learn much more
Inside schoolhouses of desire taught by_____.
Is it so silly, making readers work?
Doesn’t most poetry ask you to find_____?
“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here
To join (state your full name) and (state his/hers)_____…”
Computer code, universal language,
Breaks down when translating the essence of_____.
Would you obsess over your petty shame?
Instead, substitute it with a kiss from_____.
All maps lead you to bliss. Your G.P.S.
Just estimates the time and distance to_____.
Before the loggers come for the last tree,
Write this last line with a sharp knife: I ♥ _____.
At this point, do you think you really chose_____?
Before you were born, you were chosen by_____!