Lonely Sphere Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Lonely sphere, such is revolve around
Sans news, and love tells us happy tidings!
May the rebirths continue, may when
All else for me is dark, and dust breaths me
And waters drink me, airs blow me, and
When the flower is eaten up by fragrance,
Beauty consumes the apparent.

I shall see the wherewithal scheme of divine,
Reversed, and when nights come before days.
The beloved is after lover, and when
Everything is upside down, for a while,
All poor rich and all rich poor,
The vanquished risen, the victorious defeated,
And the coterie of few, are ruled by many.

Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
June 28,2014.

Still Life.Top of fireplace by Rémi Jouandet France @ Saatchi Art