Sadiqullah Khan


Self Portrait I - Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

In the style, your eyes could still harbor,
Immense dreams, floating desires;
Weathered, singularly taken care of,
Your dead years are alive, your merriment.

O sadness, be at bay, we have enough years,
With each other. O earth, I shall ask thee,
Gems you have devoured, bones gone mud.

Let the smiles on your face not fade,
For life is a bitch, and take her that way,
Or drink it in the cup’s bitter sip.

-On seeing my photograph

Sadiqullah Khan
Gilgit
August 7,2015.

Topic(s) of this poem: love and art


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Visit to Hoper Valley, April 25,2015.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 5, 2015



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