Love In The Time Of War Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Brazen laid fields, howling wolves
The water channels dried as if sorrows,
And tears have taken the heart out of the soil
Beneath the slum like streets of mud
A far streak of candle light or a fire to warm up.
Horror would make things worse or a dead;
Buried last night. Would a desire be more intense?
To live. Narrating a history of 'dialectics' or a song?
The toil that had been a fate in redemption,
Nothing other than love, be it war or be it peace.
Hope still survives or else and what else;
If we die for love.

Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
November 27,2012