Sibghatullah Khan

Rookie - 316 Points (Pakistan)

Sibghatullah Khan Poems

1. Standing Winters 3/7/2012
2. A Private Feast 3/10/2012
3. Dying Is But Going Off-Line 3/14/2012
4. Thinking Of My Bucket List 3/24/2012
5. On Seeing Daffodils 3/28/2012
6. The Wolf And The Lamb In 2012 4/11/2012
7. Freud's Narcissus 4/26/2012
8. The Lizard 4/29/2012
9. Love Plays Its Miracles 9/16/2012
10. Deconstruction 9/16/2012
11. Death Tropes 9/16/2012
12. Trained To Betray 9/24/2012
13. A Sister's Song 10/9/2012
14. God Makes Good Things 10/11/2012
15. Teacher 10/20/2012
16. A Bystander 9/2/2014
17. It Was Very Safe But An Unlikely Place 11/14/2014
18. Disturbance 3/22/2017
19. As I Went Sorting Myself Out 3/23/2017
20. Instant Portrait 3/23/2017
21. Poems Lay Scattered In The City Lanscape 3/23/2017
22. Teaching In The Dark 3/23/2017
23. A Suicide 3/23/2017
24. On Signing Up For A Phd 3/23/2017
25. Just A Sunrise And Those Birds Flying 3/7/2012
26. Time And Life 9/15/2012
27. I Am The Old Man 3/8/2012
28. Making It 7/28/2014
29. The First Spring Rain 3/19/2012
Best Poem of Sibghatullah Khan

The First Spring Rain

As I sit reading in my room, I hear
the first Spring rain thumping the Earth.
Since I cannot concentrate, I rush
out on my roofed terrace and see
multiple, muscular, liquid verticals
lustily fall on Earth that lies supine
with all its pores agape. Rain drops,
strong and uncouth, ruffle Earth's chest,
and worm into her crevices and hollows.
She swells up and swallows all that comes
from a thundering Sky. We'll soon watch Earth
loosen her large Pelvis for a Glorious Birth.

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A Private Feast

I had come back only to fix my ceiling fan
when I saw that grey, ponderous chap
sitting smug and unseen near the tea-whitener can.
He was nibbling at a slice of cinnamon bread
I had saved to eat with marmalade or chicken spread.
Savouring his lunch, he sat kind of unafraid.

For one thing, his reckless aspect
and a royal, full-of-himself way to eat

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