His Return Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

He shall return I know
For all the earth in wander
To many places and loves
But my love has the beauty
Of being honest when tired
Of seeing all others and many
When returneth he from distance
One such evening when the sunset
And in the autumn when the flowers
Shall wither and on dry stem
The golden ray shall tell me
The happy news and from the morning
The black crow was crowing
An omen good like each day
I waited in despair to look
Deep in his eyes and read all suffering
In my paradise when he enters
He shall forget of the world and after
Like the vines of wines in autumn
I shall bear fruit when watered by his love
31/12/2008