Roots In The Woods Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
Roots In The Woods
When I was your dream
In piercing sun rays that had
Eaten up shadows
Folding back on the surface of earth
That looked like a silver plate
Reflecting so to the depth of skies
Infinity had given color blue
The lazy clouds in bright white
Nests of birds on some trees
The first ray of spring had touched
Hidden heart of the bud of flower
The thin legs like they break
Antelope's dismay naught eyes wide
The cave was a visit to mystery
Spooky dark by the smoke
Some saint might of longing
Sick of the world in isolation
Fancy was the rite of love
When the dead lived up the hill
To recreate life resurrect
I drink from your lips the elixir
I grow like roots in the woods
16/1/2010
Islamabad
If only dreams were made of this Of happiness and bliss In sunlit rays and wintry nights When lazy clouds and cold breezes blights Sweet scents of spring, the bells did ring And birds on every wing Sing of praises, one and all No sorrows or ills to fall No hunger and disease exposes No guns but only roses Then, the elixir drunk from your lips would Have grown like roots in the woods yours is lovely as always -10 anjali
You are a good imaginative poet Sadiq...'the pressure of eloquence' in your poems is directly proportional to 'the romantic temperature' in you! Thanks for this pleasing write...10
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4/19/2024 3:48:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful poem. You are an excellent wordsmith. Warm regards, Sandra