Another Battle Cry Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

The rhythm of paces that shivers
Curves like jelly under the skin
Sustenance is life abstract known
To the few in the struggle to serve
The purpose is the incent to give
Desire to the heart to hold on
The breath intact in another mass
Of flesh when adored to the sight
Senses from else to give it eternity
Had not been the flamboyant youth
That shall die by the foist ray
Of the sun as the moon holds the seed
Smallness of life whoever did understand
Not the moral or ascetic but for the exuberant
The prayers shall restrain or the law codified

Let loose the self like water that flow
In sandstones like the serpent find path
The fountain of eternity had symbols of love
Erected or in rich softness with peaks
In one spin revolves the beauty of Self
Me and you and those who passed
Who shall come like in tornado is consumed

The greedy Soul of life shall not in peace
Leave us to ourselves every moment
Decisive to remain alive remains
The ultimate purpose what cost we pay
Heal the wounds for yet another battle cry
The morning rooster announces for all
For a little pleasure here on earth alas
What the divine snatches from us
For the eternal love like slaves to master
We yield our smaller souls in gratitude
In fear and in hope of paradise anon
18/11/2009