Nothing That Matters Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Void of the memory filled though
Unconscious discovers linkages past
Soul raptures for the future to fly
Is it darkness with absolute emptiness

Fable of the master* is that having no reason
Why then they danced around the cup empty
On knowledge it was found for the nothingness
Just the nothingness that gives the heart enchantments

Of remembrance much sweeter of love than appearance
Of future fantasy many a lives devoured for the Houri
Rivers of holy water and eternity hereafter
In nothingness then floats in space untreaded
Yet invention of kind that shall let loose
Thinking that pleases to the fantasy in dreams

The lover moved around the beloved
A bee would learn to suckle the nectar sweet
A nightingale that never left the rose in bloom
Ears had to the reed’s depth of lament
Yet the presence was not unlike the rock of Sinai

What thirst O heart on thy tongue for long
A dropp of wine or else an ablution
Tarafa* for the love of his beloved in the end
The will was to make him drink to the fullest
Let the mother earth or holy fire or beast bird
To the presence sans a cup in hand how

I had of the passing moments in nothingness
Nay the ecstasy in remembrance for future
Anticipation was the nothing again foreseen
Thus longed for the beloved and the wine and verse sweet
Thus rebeck in the hands of that beauty smiling like moon
17/10/2009

*Master: Refers to a fable of Jalaluddin Rumi

*Tarafa Ibn Al Abd: A Poet who before execution asked for wine