Assiduous Journeys Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Tell the tales, of the giant’s lands,
Assiduous journeys, colored wings
Assail the doubts of a fairy’s land
And saints where sleep, disciples guile.

Much a whacker you thought of this,
And that. Their ashen faces, lifeless long.
Yet intellect takes over like dark,
Like moon is hid or the sun eclipsed.

We inherit only the austere of times,
Happiness ingrained with guilt to do,
Or not having done, life’s worth pain only.

Sadiqullah Khan
Gilgit
August 23,2015.