**my Letters No 2 Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

great write sadiq.............

In the palaces where curtains made from pearls Shone with light white like milk Humbled sun read the lines Written by the depths of the dark Night less night rusted away Into the fume less fire The wind hid in the petals In the temple of love With ashes of the evenings And silence of ages On the stones carved With chisels and hammer With songs and tunes The grand procession with Thousand elephants A hundred trumpets And ten conchs blew in the air And when the princess on her knees Hair open flying west Frantically dug with her nails On the earth wet with her tears She found in silver wrapped Letters, letters by the beloved Addressed Letters to the unknown

In love giving lives touching the eyes Of the beloved for the days dreams not yet seen Above the doors in entrance in chants read In the temple sung scratched on the skin To remain eternal in the bosoms On sweet tongues not scribbles Meaning deep my letters unknown My loves imaginary my heart has wings My eyes see strange things Excellent, is the right word. A clear cut 10+++

Two thumbs up for this marvelous classic poetry written and shared. Great fantastic work! ! ! 10+++