The lost book
Her last converse
An ending
A beginning
Speech rendered
Word listened.
Do not ask
A life spent
A love given
Walked a distance
Measured time
Drank water.
Verse spoken
Written a line
Danced wild
Slept long
Dreamt a dream
Raised hands
In prayers.
Corpse buried
The son's friend
Taken his life
A girl wept
Mother cried
Heavy rain poured
Storm endured.
Flowers in spring
Leaves of autumn
Snow of winter
Sweat of summer.
A cup sipped
Rush of blood
Anguished night
A long meditation.
Breakfast served
Cup of cappuccino
The new day
Rising sun
Rising hopes
Under the blue dome.
Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
October 9,2014.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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