Sadiqullah Khan


The Slippage - Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Top it up, O dancing urn!
Thou art the moment’s fractuous count,
Her lips pout, the Saqi’s eyes are drunk,
Hands twingle, her hair love making snakes.
Float the joy, all else but lies,
‘Like water I came, like wind I go’.
Quiet and let the grace take shape,
Lest not the slippage of your tongue
Her song deter, her steps detract.

Sadiqullah Khan
Gilgit
August 19,2015.

Topic(s) of this poem: love and art


Poet's Notes about The Poem

BRANGWYN Frank William,1867-1956 (United Kingdom)

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 5, 2015



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