Nameless Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

If the fears would not hold me back,
In the seven seas of wisdom
Of the Lawrence of Arabia watching
From the hump of his camel, a couple in love.
He won a kingdom and a name in history.
It is in your veins, and you breathe it,
Or the marrow your bones are made of
Or the wings of fortune,
Simply by ‘you not being there at the moment’.
A contentment of a kind is pervading
In phenomenal magnitude.
The leafy lanes can teach you more
Or the desert beaten face of a rider,
Or flying in the air by a fire-bird.
You could equally find yourself at home,
Unless you carry the roundness of earth
In your vaulted head. They would not write
You in history nor sing a praise unto you.
The multitudes it is said in paradise
Would be the unknown and nameless people.

Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
February 12,2015.