**memories Of Forgotten Love Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

The curve of boteh on the table cloth
In beige color that day
On the mist of the cold water
In crystal glass
Groomed tea
I shall not forget you
For that day’s beauty
For more than a thousand times
I watched and etched
You
In that background
From whence I saw the rooftop
Of the old building
The sparkle of the bottle
In luminous reflections
Some threads I want to retake
The darkest hair I had ever seen
Like in hails and storms
In floods every thing washed away
I rubbed it from my bosom
From my mind’s deep corners
You could have rescued
The wreck
If that meant anything to you
12/6/2009