Hour Glass Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Hour glass, your thousand grains!
Bring, as more happiness, as more
Rainbows. In your colors, be
Stars. Play the celebration of Holi.
I am full of eyes, the way the sands
Of time comes down, fades between
One nothingness, to another.
Fill, the emptiness, through your,
Yourself like narrowness, into the womb
Reveal, the hidden treasure, give birth.

With a gesture, whether upside down
Allow to happen, dance of Houris,
Of spring, and autumn, draped in silk.
A yet, that has to be, hold a tear
Before fall, and paint a smile red
On lips. Indigo, purple, faun and pink.
A play, like the one, on the door to paradise
Buy patience, a fancy, lest the pains of living-
Be brief, a fairy tale. In abundance, fill
All flowers, in their laps, whether I be or not.

-On presenting an hour glass to Sidra and Vareesha.

Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
October 30,2013.

Phenomena Sun over the Hour Glass 1966, by Paul Jenkins (1923-2012) US @ The Prodigious Century