Done With It Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

I am done with it, done with it!
Disarmed like to soothsayer’s charm;
To awakened spirits, -I am possessed
To Death, Time and Memory, to the Tree’s
Shadow. Longer, much longer than reality
Dispose. This is black magic, and the words,
Like murmured before sleep, to invoke dreams.
Or else on the plain, stretching far, sleepy –
Oblivion’s call, like the angel wearing green
Leaves, on your forehead. The time goes
By pulse. And the hand held loses its sanguine
Warmth. And ye! The deathless tree, -languid pale.

-On reading ‘Our Casuarina Tree’ by Toru Dutt.

Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
March 13,2014.

A view of casuarina trees @ The Hindu