{"id":2497,"date":"2016-01-23T17:11:20","date_gmt":"2016-01-23T17:11:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=2497"},"modified":"2016-01-23T17:11:20","modified_gmt":"2016-01-23T17:11:20","slug":"lovers-of-the-lakes-of-tears","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/lovers-of-the-lakes-of-tears\/","title":{"rendered":"Lovers of the Lakes of Tears"},"content":{"rendered":"<div><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"absmiddle\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writerscafe.org\/images\/quote_start.png\" alt=\"&quot;\" width=\"12\" height=\"10\" \/><\/p>\n<h4>The Imilchil wedding festival is an annual gathering of the Berber peoples so betrothals can take place. Unlike other Islamic societies, Berbers still practice marriages by the heart, where lovers choose their partners as opposed to having them chosen for them by their families&#8230;<\/h4>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writerscafe.org\/images\/quote_end.png\" alt=\"&quot;\" width=\"12\" height=\"10\" \/><\/div>\n<div class=\"clear\"><\/div>\n<p><a name=\"writing\"><\/a><\/p>\n<div id=\"writingNotes\" class=\"writing-item-writing-text\">\n<div id=\"attachment_2173\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2173\" title=\"Lovers of the Lakes of Tears\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Imilchil-Bethrothal-Festival-Morrocco.jpg\" alt=\"Imilchil Bethrothal Festival Morrocco Lovers of the Lakes of Tears\" width=\"836\" height=\"280\" \/><\/p>\n<p class=\"wp-caption-text\">Imilchil Betrothal Festival &#8221; Morrocco<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<address>The Imilchil wedding festival is an annual gathering of the Berber peoples so betrothals can take place.Unlike other Islamic societies, Berbers still practice marriages by the heart, where lovers choose each other, as opposed to being chosen for each other by families.<\/p>\n<p>A local legend tells of two lakes being formed, Isli (his) and Tislit (hers), from the tears of two lovers denied by their warring tribes the right to marry. The lovers both drowned in the lakes formed by their tears, and in regret the peoples decreed never again would families stand in the way of a marriage of the heart.<\/p>\n<p>An unusual tale for Valentines!!!<\/p>\n<\/address>\n<p>Two lakes of tears of a love forbidden<br \/>\nDesire denied due to tribal ties<br \/>\nIn death they shared what was denied in life<br \/>\nAs each lover heartbroken in water dies<br \/>\nOf the lakes formed from their tears<br \/>\nHeartbroken, their marriage now allowed<br \/>\nTheir tribes fierce foes would not permit it<br \/>\nAnd to back down, they were too proud.<br \/>\nOn the deaths of the lovers two<br \/>\nGreat was the grief in the camp of each tribe<br \/>\nWho learned love conquers all barriers<br \/>\nAs written through time by many a scribe<br \/>\nSo from that day, in Imilchil<br \/>\nThe tribes they met thoughout the years<br \/>\nSo that the young can marry according to their heart<br \/>\nAs was denied to the Lovers of the Lakes of Tears<\/p>\n<div class=\"similar-posts\">\n<h5>Similar posts<\/h5>\n<ul>\n<li><a class=\"similar-title\" title=\"Permanent Link to Dahlia, Berber Warrior Queen\" href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/dahlia-berber-warrior-queen\/\" rel=\"bookmark\">Dahlia, Berber Warrior Queen<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a class=\"similar-title\" title=\"Permanent Link to Tanka on a Poem to be Never Read\" href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/tanka-on-a-poem-to-be-never-read\/\" rel=\"bookmark\">Tanka on a Poem to be Never Read<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a class=\"similar-title\" title=\"Permanent Link to Consequences of a Drunken Cupid\" href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/consequences-of-a-drunken-cupid\/\" rel=\"bookmark\">Consequences of a Drunken Cupid<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a class=\"similar-title\" title=\"Permanent Link to King Congal\u2019s Grief\" href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/king-congals-grief\/\" rel=\"bookmark\">King Congal\u2019s Grief<\/a><\/li>\n<li><a class=\"similar-title\" title=\"Permanent Link to Burns Loved The Lasses\" href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/burns-loved-the-lasses\/\" rel=\"bookmark\">Burns Loved The Lasses<\/a><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Imilchil wedding festival is an annual gathering of the Berber peoples so betrothals can take place. Unlike other Islamic societies, Berbers still practice marriages by the heart, where lovers choose their partners as opposed to having them chosen for them by their families&#8230; Imilchil Betrothal Festival &#8221; Morrocco The &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[284],"tags":[2620,351,2618,2624,2350,2623,963,362,922,2625,2622,2621,2619],"class_list":["post-2497","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-on-the-berber-trail","tag-arab","tag-berber","tag-dationg","tag-imilchil","tag-islam","tag-lakes-of-tears","tag-legend","tag-love","tag-love-story","tag-love-tragedy","tag-maghreb","tag-morrocco","tag-sharia","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-Eh","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1758,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/dahlia-berber-warrior-queen\/","url_meta":{"origin":2497,"position":0},"title":"Dahlia, Berber Warrior Queen","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"21st May 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"Background Story Known as \"The Witch\" (al-Kahinat) to the invading Arabs, she was a fierce and wise resistance fighter for the Berber people.Her fate was a soldiers fate, unlike Umm* who suffered death by being torn limb from limb by a pair of camels to which she was tied.As with\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;On the Berber Trail&quot;","block_context":{"text":"On the Berber Trail","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/travel-poems\/on-the-berber-trail\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"Pre desert near the Atlas mountains in Sous-Massa in Morocco","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Pre-desert-near-the-Atlas-mountains-in-Sous-Massa-in-Morocco.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Pre-desert-near-the-Atlas-mountains-in-Sous-Massa-in-Morocco.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Pre-desert-near-the-Atlas-mountains-in-Sous-Massa-in-Morocco.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x"},"classes":[]},{"id":336,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/farewell-the-sun-we-meet-on-the-morning\/","url_meta":{"origin":2497,"position":1},"title":"Farewell the Sun, We Meet on the Morning","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"28th May 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"Farewell to the sun, we meet in the morning When warmth again it shall the earth Creatures all shall seek solace in or from it, Father of all on that here have known birth. 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