Three decades later
Unblinking eyes
Upturned
On hairy nails and a voice
Trembling
Traversing the flesh
Of mango wood.
The friendly gesture and
Awaited…
Between them
They were looking for something
Around themselves -
A palpable darkness.
They want freshness
Of the morning
Or just sleep away.
To avoid
The death in your eyes.
Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
August 19,2013.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem