Augmented Reality Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

A girl walking naked in the street of sixteen
Magic realism descended with corpses
Blood flowing down the stream in the slum
Through the amalgam of magic in reality
To make one understand the truth inside
Or the clown visiting into the solitude
May be the general whose defeat imminent
For his men had been asking him to fight
The dearth of the real makes him see in words
Wars of liberation in freedoms never been
Fruits shall when success with repression follows
Slogans of justice are found in the drains

The magic still is in love like the sweet
Taste of tears when shed on the loss
Love shall carry with itself much fantasy
Much pain too for being the cruelest
Your voice was like the soft liniment
Flavored with clove to reduce the pain
Of the heart wrenched they say also olives
The king of Romans held the leaf on head
In the mouth of dove to celebrate peace

With virtual reality the three dimensional
My feet up the ground like that Gogol
In “dead souls” when he flew they say
Never touched the ground his last love
Not the real possession in bliss but in virtual
He would satisfy himself in fantasy of sex
Much to the chagrin and frustration of her
Virtuality I want to feel with one sense
Not all are forbidden with eyes or ear
Imagination is the invention of mankind
Wonder do birds and beasts whether imagine

To augment what is seen is real in front
Least of magic and in virtue of the real
With all senses intact as known to observation
Not with inner eye with eyes wide open
The reality blows me by itself like fire
Augmented reality is like the wand
On the software of the obscura picked
The mix of image far away from stillness

From the reality my brushes like the pixels
Take this or that color and as pleased to the eyes
To any other sense as listening sweet voice
Touch of the beauty of her cheek in anger
In love the smile of red lips with a dimple
Long I had been staring on the fall of those hairs
In gold on the slope of the droop on those shoulders
Augmented is reality like intoxication in sips
Wine old for the heart prone to breaking often
16/9/2009