If A Lyre Be Broken Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

If a lyre be broken, would the spirit not sing,
A painter without brush, would he not make
Canvas of stones, though in caves he dwells.
Emotions, expression pre-exist the art
A spoken word has more worth than the laid
A pastor, on lips, a lonely man or woman
Isn’t they sing, a nature’s gift, as birds on tongues.
Be a barren earth, a gaze to the moon, the black
Of eyes and hair. A flower’s beauty or human guile
Love’s wanton desires, aren’t they greater than
The rules. A harmony like, a detour –roundabout;
So a symphony is made, when part is whole,
Making nails of bronze and tresses unable
Flown in the air, unsettled, would we call it art.
Art is all; a stifling detail would make a trash
And steal the flow, static goes the word,
From figure, to the depth, employing ‘method’
What I say, like Orpheus, is a masterpiece indeed.

Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
August 16,2013.