For Mehro Poem by Usman Hanif

Your name is engraved on the images of the tombs of lost identity;
whence the lost souls loiter in the world of dead living ahead
Bumping on the walls dividing time and space,
where time's still and the energy flows
Where ashes become flesh and flesh becomes soul
Where dying is like flying a kite with the thread of death entwined with the thread of life
Where the roads to nowhere meet their ends
Where the rainbow is crimson and the rain falls like a volley of blood clots
Where life has ears and death is deaf
Where the fusion of life and death gives birth to eternity
Where I am attached through my own self
Where I see your name engraved across the meandering lines...
yes your name is engraved on my heart! ! !

06-08-2009