Beauty In Black Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
Beauty In Black
The bronze of the ages among the first
Love of the humans from the ancient
I take the thread in awakened memory
Of the conscious
Possessed by the spirit in black
In apposition to the white or fair
The color of my love
Unlike beads of white corn
And like the rare clove in black
In bronze metallic color chiseled
And molded in blacksmith’s pot
When she uncovered her long legs
The blacksmith wiped sweat
From his forehead
The God’s own hand created her
For the last touches when peaks
Stuck to fingers and the crevices
Like lush fertility in the valley of love
Oozed life
Many a times I adored the beauty
Of those eyes and cheek
Like the dancing nude mysterious girl
In preservation but the spirit of the black
Alive like soul and martyr of love
(Inspired by bronze sculpture 'The dancing girl of Mohenjo Daro' Indus Valley Civilization 3000 BC)
25/9/2008
a beauty in black...beauty is in black...a beautiful poem devoting its whole body to love...good piece 10
Ammmmmmazing expressions! The way you looked at...fine indeed! -++10
Beauty has no colour. God has no colour or form. all the colours visible and invisible are the refections fo God. Dear Sadiq its a really very good piece.Thanks a lot.
There is a feeling of cold in this poem, the metal evokes it. The coldness of the past comes into contact with the warm of the present, the feeling is being enriched and poetry was born.
breathtakingly beautiful! ...i stand in awe....the words make you catch your breath! ..hatts off!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 2:48:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
wow......beautiful.....lucky girl...sadiq whom you write this for.....