Sadiqullah Khan

A Mastress - Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

What a company,
and the mystical end.
Emily Dickinson was a 'masteress'
of such style of writing. The opening end -
stopped line
followed by a gentle flow
of ideas, soothing and autumn like.
Reading this after 'maghreb'...
after a walk in the streets where old trees abound,
and beauty flourish from behind
the windows
and hopes flower, like the smoke
from the chimneys
and the graceful aging grandmothers
by the fireside
new-borns enjoying a lull.
We need not
a steed’s ride to go to
a walk across the mounds of earth
a roof to many an abodes
a mother to all births.

-On reading ‘Because I could not stop for death’ by Emily Dickinson.
Courtesy: Yasmeen Khan

Sadiqullah Khan
November 22,2013.

Grey dusk autumn evening by Tricia Mc Keller @

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 25, 2014

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