Choir Of The Angels Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Your fairy wings had the lightness
Of breeze. A butterfly’s innocence.
How you read gallons of ink poured,
A puff was just and the book was closed.

Many stars in my eyes, fortunes on forehead.
Who tells my story, who writes it either.
The dragons of life I had to deal with.
For now I am in choir of the angels.

Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
February 4,2013.

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