Involved Disinvolvelment Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

I counted from my thousand days
What is spent how as the present
Of the past nothing uncertain future
We did not stop the days hence
Nights are for the long sleep
She has addiction to noise
From the busy street bring scents
Sweet to the ears as to the tongue
All that surrounds when in life
Sleep is delight as day dream
Inner silence with now I discover
The one who sleeps on the road
Knoweth more of what goes inside
A mass of blinking flesh or defaced self
In protest lethargic and a cozy corner
Human once from the palatial building
Imagination falls with ambition to ground
Of the four days I spent home
Doing nothing letting others live
Letting myself to the care of dears
Involved disinvolvement some one told
Is what when you get wise with age
30/12/2009