Impression I Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Years into decades turning big
As centuries half we approach
Into the city of lights those years
Greeting with stripes of red and maroon
Dark blue and golden on a white surface
Golden is the hue as the air nearby flew
Once I had seen and lived in déjà vu
The palm on the right was one that just
In the compound and the gardener proud
Known to me are the nights and days
Like that girl’s skirt flowing as if
From the deep ocean the color of the fish
What aliens were we but for hospitality
In a city where black magic or iced Alaska
In taste similar to the name it carried
Rich in memories I need to see
Just a look like a sweet girl
As young you see when she has grown
On the side of the sea I have not yet
A visit though but I see it from here
Sweet companies like bouquet of flowers
Long I slept for the colors have grown fast
An unseen damsel complain the age cruel
In youth are others my love you do not grieve
Tonight I shall sit on the chair that once was
When all was hope yet still was the longing
Bring me my days and nights like the copper
A kettle made for lovers with desires deep
As unfulfilled as the waves hitting the shore
In bloom is the life in the city of lights
I wish not any one but wander on the streets
In loneliness but for a merry company
Will someone come and say welcome gentle
A whisper to the man who in years has not been
In the beauty of the city that as yet is still growing
(On a visit to Karachi on 30/11/2008)
30/11/208