Broken Promises Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

In the ethereal world of promises
When God itself has resorted
In the fantasy of paradise
With houris beautiful
And seventy in number
Wine pure with divine intoxication

Every day when I wake up
And every night when I go to sleep
In my fantasy and in my dream
And every moment
I am misled by new promises

For tomorrow never comes
Tomorrow of your promise
With each day you steal my breath
The illusions of your love
That red corner of your scarf
That slipped from my face
In cold convulsions I am gripped

Like bitten by rabid dog
Bring curls of your hair on my eyes
Like depth of the oceans and the rabid
Die of seeing waters it is said
In waiting though I lost my life
Never has it been that thou
Like the tree in the desert
I sighed in relief for the spring
In the oasis is just a mirage

Far away from the dreams of your love
Nay not the star of your love
But dust unto your feet and if you had
In perfect illusion I make you bath
And let alone you complain of broken promises

A habit to me then how you survive
In imaginations are broken promises known
Bring to me my life eternal
Like Khizr* lead me to the fountain eternal
For a kiss on your lips

(Khizr* the invisible sage that leads to the fountain of eternity)
12/12/2008