Sadiqullah Khan


@ Lost Legacy - Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Lamenting conversation with mirrors
Such was the face of death written large
Acted upon, restored, repaired or sold
The winds of south were bringing
Odor of rotten flesh, eaten fat.
From the grave a dead man arose,
To find a lost legacy
And saw a young boy, a son
Dragging a cart of his portraits
Hiding like a squirrel in a hollow trunk.

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Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
June 25,2013.

The Persistence of Memory: By Salvador Dali

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  • Silver Star - 3,887 Points Dave Walker (8/3/2013 3:02:00 AM)

    A great poem, like it. A great write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 30, 2013


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