Treasure Island

Sadiqullah Khan


A Forgotten Song


We have given up the heart's desire,
Love that was blisters on feet
In flames we dreamt a paradise.
We have given up going and coming
Laying flowers on the door opening
To the bliss in you that ever existed.

From the nook in the corner we have
Given up looking to the dew of the morning;
The silver of the noon and red of the evening.
Looking to the moon a song touching lips.
We have given up visiting,
The street of rapture and madness.

We have given up looking deep
In those eyes, holding that chin,
Kissing that cheek playing with that hair.
Seeing who else is like us,
Who also is a moth to the candle.

We have given up loving you;
Except that still your love makes us sing;
A forgotten song sometimes!

Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
December 24,2012.

Submitted: Sunday, January 06, 2013
Edited: Sunday, May 25, 2014

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