*intuitive Disclaimer Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

I heard it grow
The stream of water ushering
From softer sweetness
To obstructions
Is it for nature to make sounds
In difficulty embrace eloquence
I shall hold the sword of luck
Bent and how dare it in my chest
The strength of my love
In meekness it was begging
For life when fate was writing
It was not my choice
Honor if living was in there
Making the design to let
The magic of self down
In intoxication self forgetfulness
In unreason wherein your love
Itself has no meaning
To the nothingness
Of intuitive disclaimer
I admit to have fallen in pitfalls
The time of resurrection is here
Shall not I ask a few things
You held my breath in return
I created the honor of the self
And that again being your word
The demons of love in my vigil
Better my living when I am freed
Love thou shalt not deceive
With unreason alas why I did not
What reason endows killing smiles
Soon to the other world in company
Many a friends already departed
11/3/2009