Crossing Over Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

‘I was rather too much crossing over the boundaries,
But I was right.’

I had the voracious river’s thirst beaten,
Hunger of rock quenched

Contradiction melted like wax
By wick, and crossed over
Though it burned and the moths,
For another day’s end, waited.

The mind’s dividing lines,
From you and mine, I and who
To where and nowhere,
But the idol makers never slept,
Nor could discern the tides of breeze.

I had the lions by the throats
Dragged, for I was hungrier than them.

Sadiqulah Khan
Gilgit
August 26,2015.