Storyteller Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
Storyteller
Storyteller bring words
Drenched heavier, tender.
From sweet lips of nature,
Like lute, a pastor plays.
Relieve me so that
I loosen the grip
Of troubles on me.
I savor your agreeable presence:
I am weary of my this life,
Like the painter, who after
Coloring the gold tresses;
Takes his life. I pity
Myself more than him.
My unsatisfied longing
Be alleviated by your importune.
Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
March 18,2014.
The Mountain Path by J.R.R. Tolkien (1892-1973) renowned author of THE HOBBIT, THE LORD OF THE RINGSand THE SILMARILLION, was an artist in pictures as well as in words. @ brainpickings
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4/25/2024 4:05:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Pathos, longing....something about this resonates with more than the Mountain Path, it is as if the pen bleeds something more than ink.