At Last - Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
The long night’s vigil is ended;
I woke up to the dawn in your eyes.
The zephyr has the aroma; the roses
blossom in the garden. The drunkenness
and the glances are together at last;
the heart’s story on the tongue is at last;
the beloved has color of love on the cheeks,
the rebeck, and some songs at last.
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