Three Scenes Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Scene one
A girl wearing yellow
Leaning on the wall
In front of a gate
In casual dress
Pulling up and pushing down
Her dress to hide her skin
Close to the soft curves

Scene two
Disappointed
She walks down the lane
Showing her broad side
Under green trees
Cool like Amazon
With the flow of mercury
When hot in a metal

Scene three
Straight she goes
Down the lane
In total silence
Leaving odor
Of her youth
Fall of the curves
Trees bending
Grass and weeds
The male pollens sticking to her skin
Like eyes glued
In animation strong
Thinking how to conquer
That bigness from behind
With tools so modest
Like trees so big
Not responding to axe small
But an embrace would suffice
To drink deep from her youth
And if she allows
To be conquered and possessed
In sensuous delirium