Stones Have Eyes Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Stones Have Eyes



Stone have eyes, cold as ice
In the eyes, coal is black rock
Burning the hell out of metal
Water is steaming, hissing
A languid whisper, long.
Denominated, diminutive
Trees have caught the color
Of earth, and snow is blinking,
Shining the peaks, there was,
Harsh wind akin to a storm,
Waters in lakes wishing cover,
And left alone, hibernate
Aquatic life, like trout fish
Digging deeper and deeper,
Waiting to lay eggs, hoping
A wispier spring, in green fauna.
An obscure life, expecting none,
Nameless, ageless, warm.
Autumn never sounded forlorn
Life never seemed, worthless,
I could have sitten in the van
Bound for Chapursan, twisting
Muddy track, to a desolation,
Equally hell and paradise.

Sadiqulah Khan
Sost
December 5,2014.

Monday, January 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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Photo: Borith Lake. December 8,2014.
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