**moon Of The Fourteenth Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
**moon Of The Fourteenth
Reality was under the feet
Gaze to the moon to ride onto heaven
What real love in the mysticism of nature
Myself I felt with the tips of my fingers
Breathing self is what life is
What moon from ages of creations
To many was a mirror for their faces
In craters read names of their loves
Into half to show miracles manifest
Desert red for the Majnun in the wild
Sewen by the young girl to her frock
Is in half behind the veil black
The moon with pride and prejudice
Oceans in emotions when in full
Life it sustains not so is it harmless
Aye in the dark of the night it goes hiding
Behind the clouds we counted stars
Not for luck but play of the child
Again was the moon like sun from the east
On the beloved it shines like shines on the lover
Taketh my lesson O heart dear lament not
The dropp of thy tear for the beloved that ye shed
Is moon of the fourteenth and nothing else on thy chest
5/6/2009
A beautiful write, though certain references and allegories would be difficult for most of the readers to understand. It would have been on place to explain in footnotes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 4:57:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Behind the clouds when the moon slipped The light then hid in the shadows I felt your lips then on my cheek As you lifted my finger to the sky We wrote our name on the stars Not for luck but for us to remember On lonely nights someday Things that we did in the moonlit nights When u turned my face and touched Those pink lips again the moon rose from the east Like sun your eyes shone with passion The tear now I shed was long gone Whispered the moon of the fourteenth