@ Blackout Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

@ Blackout



Four eyes telling different stories,
I don’t know. The old bearded man
Gazing a naked body, his shoes soaked.

A young man writing poetry, planting seeds
On earth. Many women enjoying gossip,
Flatter themselves. A woman praises Bacchus.

A soul kid is born, from wet dreams.
Freesia flowers in the garden, moonlit night.
A Nobel laureate in waiting, to be known.

One of the girls had birthday, tonight.
And the gods of things are struggling hard,
To win over the eternal emptiness.

The Yoga master is convincing himself,
That he is not a loser. Mosquitoes are biting,
There is blackout, in my apartment.

SadiqullahKhan
Islamabad
April 25,2013.

“Perfect nonsense goes on in the world. Sometimes there is no plausibility at all…” — Nikolai Gogol, The Nose

Production still from the film William Kentridge: Anything Is Possible. © Art21, Inc. and The Metropolitan Opera,2010.

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