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Selected Poems - Page 5 (shinies in Maj'Dul)
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A collection of poems.
This collection was written by Dervin poets, relating different themes common to everyone: love, loss, and hope.
"The Heart Remembers"
Though scholars have debated the matter, the identity of the sultan and his bride remain a mystery. Some say it is a reference to Ahkari, the founder of Maj'Dul. The earliest versions of this poem pre-date the city by centuries, however.
The dark of night

Brings whispering winds

And tales of fanciful dreams

The sultan appears on his steed

The heart trembles,

The heart remembers

The dreams of long ago
The love he held

For his young bride

Her beauty and charm held him

The sultan, lord of the lands,

      in thrall

The heart remembers,

The heart trembles

Love's poem of long ago
Love dreamt by night

Made true by day

And yet, the dreams they shared

Were but delicate blossoms

The heart trembles

The heart remembers

Ah, love lost long ago
In their palace

When he has gone

She quietly awaits her love

Through long cold days

and sleepless nights

The heart remembers,

The heart trembles

Love, so patiently, awaits
"Sand castles"
In the aftermath of the Rending, many poets wrote of the catastrophes that sundered the world.



In this poem by Dervin poet Alyarrah Mahaat, the Rending is characterized as barrashar invaders arriving by sea.
In my dreams I was a child

In our home beside the sea

We walked together to the shore

Where I built a sand castle for thee
Grey gulls cried out high above

And the sun shone fierce and bright

Warming the pearls

of clear white sand

That I shaped with my hands of delight
Wind upon the turquoise sea

Caps the waves with pale grey foam

And draws dark ships closer

Tarnish, growing in the silver gloam
A ship, tall and black, arrives

The day is now dark and cold

And I hide behind my castle

Longing for your hand to hold
The barrashar pour forth

      from their ship

Burning,

      trampling,

            destroying...

My sand castle tumbled to dust

And you...

And all I love...

Are now gone
In my dream I was a child

In our home beside the sea

I walk, alone, along the shore

Where I build a castle in the air

And where I will wait for thee
"The Saracen"
The Saracen is legendary amongst the inhabitants of Maj'Dul.



With his prowess in the arena, the Saracen champions changes in the laws that benefit the poor and most unfortunate. No one knows his true identity, for his face is veiled and he speaks to no one.
Striding into battle,

      his face veiled from view

The Saracen arrives

      to the cheers of the crowd

He nods, he bows, but he speaks not

Yet all know what

      he will do on this day

He will win today
His beast with horns

      gleaming and sharp

Had never been beaten in combat

Its hooves are polished

      by the sand

His bearing is proud and aloof

He will win today
Do you walk through Maj'Dul  And not hear
      the cheering crowds?  From lowest born      to highest caste  The Saracen is renowned  He will win today
And when he wins,

      new laws are made

He clothes the poor

      widows' children

He feeds those

      who cannot pay

He brings hope

      where none was before

He has already won