@ Invisible People 1 (Preliminary) Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

They wear magic caps of insignificance
Move like rays of sun in the nooks
In the dark fallen leaves rustling
In autumn wind
In front on the silver screen
In plays characters
Banging woofers deafening sound
White of the eyes can see laser like
Silhouettes and shadows
On the flying carpet
In search of secrete destiny
Hoping to find the invisible sage
Read lips of one another
Gestures gentle
They are the huge majority
Silent observers
Expressionless
They constitute much of inhabitants
Of paradise
When they whisper
They speak the language of universal soul
When they raise their voice
They change the face of earth
They laugh and they cry
They love
True
They are honest
Invisible people
They are invisible as one manifestation
Of the great being
When they shall be visible
Then that shall be the other manifestation
Into visibility
Of the great being


10/8/2009