Sadiqullah Khan Poems

I was born with celebrations
I still remember the fireworks
When out of the sweetness of the womb
I breathed my first air
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I want to paint that river
And the scene behind it
The boat and the boatmen
I know everything about
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In thunderstorm, and a grey dog
A dog always tied, and in chain

But in thunderstorm, roaring
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When the fish moved in the metallic color
That water coming from the far off spring
In underground channels
Whose inventions no one knew
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Come hither, come hither
Under the mulberry tree so green
Who loves to lie with me,
Here shall he see no enemy,
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Some shreds and strange looks
The child was wearing long legs
In amazement she was looking around
A mother’s deep love and grooming family,
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You stand there stately, meek and maimed
In a row and six in number
The green foliage on a rusted bark,
And still I have not seen you.
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Dewdrop, let me cleanse
in your brief
sweet waters...
These dark hands of life
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And you put me the gauntlet
Your lips sweeter than the eternal stream,
Or warmth of your embrace, clouds more thicker?
Nights darker, and stars in the eyes. A match!
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A decade ago, Friend showed me a splendor,
A rose in bud, in the ancient gardens
We lifted the mystery from around the gourd,
Blue tiled heights, mud columns touching skies.
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