What Else Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

What else could be bad luck
When you were there and I did not see you!
How could I without you,
An eternity of wailing, waiting for you.
My spring is autumn desolate
My youth ‘ashes in the Ganges'.
O holiness! My streets and hamlets,
Life is not life; ‘kaley' is not ‘kaley'.
When shall I fix my eyes on you?
Cruel love, what rascal games thou play,
What stars harbor in thine eyes.

Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
April 7,2014.

Desolate by Nicla Rossini @ fineartamerica