The Dialogue Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Moving like the flow of a stream
Nay not in one direction
The laws of nature and so is gravity
Defiant and yet defined in abstraction
When it breaks like the china ware
The lines on the face in colors of life
Changes the contours and the looks in the eyes
The crossed eyebrows or the vibrant smile on the face
Shakes the hands or pulls the fists
Akin is it to the human emotion
When reason follows in tip toes to find
Justification for the breakdown

Love is the triangles upper angle
That holds the strings like a puppet show
Goes between the oppressor and the oppressed
Between the student and the teacher
In politics and the poor mans life
Between the lovers
The nature and the birds
Skies stars and the distant
To the dead in happy sweet memories
With the self
The dialogue continues
The spirit of living