Ritual And Routine Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

‘There is solace in ritual and routine'
h. m. naqvi, Home Boy

Unless, hell breaks and its flames
Leap unto here, and unless
Heavens laugh at us.

Unless the walls of temple fall,
The marble bust
Is shattered into space.

Unless the golden key is lost
The veil goes in shreds
Beauty comes out bare.

Unless the lies exposed,
The chains of mental servitude
Melt on the tongues.

Unless the dead
Is bidden farewell
And the living claim their life.

Unless the columns
Float in ocean,
Bridges burned.

Unless all the wisdom
Rewritten again
Polemics in fire burn.

Unless the boundaries wither
Feigned and real
And humanity reels in true spirit.

Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
May 16,2014.

Rituals by Dr B K Guha @ Wikimedia Commons