Together - Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
We were dead together breathing
A blue surface vaulted back sky up
-ward. The boat sank through the ocean
Beneath we were walking
Looking for fish in the tree branches
Hanging from pine
There was rain, fog, cloud
Our bones were eaten up on the hill’s slide.
Your eyes were jungle green
Your hair brown
Age is like an hour
On the arm of a wall clock, ‘It ticks,
It ticks for whom’
A laden pull down the mountain, convoluted.
An unwatered spring, empty.
We were drained down by the torrential rains
We were shown oppressive luxuries (Bahria Golf City)
For sale, worth dreams of a hundred years
We left them there to ride a ‘Nahin’-the carpet
Knocking broken door, dry earth
Holding arms in arms
In a crowd to whom the angels have to announce
Who will part whom on a sharp line
Between hell and heaven
We are holding each other’s arms
We have tied our aprons together
We either win or lose, we either…
-On our way back with my family from Bhurban, a flashback.
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