Butterlies Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
Butterlies
What’s a dew-drop, its colors?
Had it not been hanging to the petal.
What’s the truth in love’s butterlies,
Ever never find, for here the beauty lies.
Once you are not there, how can I?
Palace is a ruin, mirage is a desert.
Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
February 9,2014.
Desert Image @ Daniel Greenfield blog
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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