An Evening Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
An Evening
In late afternoon and before the night
I played the lessons in music awhile
Forced my mind to fancy the beautiful
Create a rhythm of fingers and strings
I changed for the walk when I felt
In my tight shirts with a wire hanging
From my ear to the FM to listen songs
The voice of the girl that spoke as if
To me alone converged the universe
Followed a man who was driving a cart
His child in amusement for the evening
Green patch behind the bars antelopes
Encaged for view of the passers by
Houses were lit with open doors
As I tiresomely to my place back
What stories shall be in the streets here
Some love and music when cars prepare
For the evening race in this beautiful town
25/4/2009
wowwwww Sadiq with that girl beside me-- If I in your place would have called it 'An evening in Paris' -10 anjali
so spectacular..wow im speechless..another great write my friend
music can make the sad heart into a happy one..music can change the mood of an individual..i think this poem is a story of a fiesta? or A SERENADE OR A STAGE SHOW PRESENTATION? ..the presentation is very good..it makes the readers think what's inside the poem...naizz
beautiful..........laid back sadiq watching the city move by..........superb write
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 4:44:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
hi SuK..aakum you are a very feeling person...like all poets great lines an observant eyes cheers