Nowadays Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Nowadays



Binding the book of love,
In need of more grace
Than I thought I have.

The tinsel gold hair
Of the pretty young girl
Holding strings of music.

My ego struggles to give
A textured claim
To have been born from
A genuine forgotten love.

A song of soul on lips,
There is manifestation
Of divine beauty.
Be it flower or her hair.

The cosmos is carried
By whatever you see
And you are that.

Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
December 25,2012.

Sunday, January 6, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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