**some Secrets Of This Life Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

I shall suffer and suffer and suffer more
The reins of fate are not in my control
But to the brim of capacity I shall fill the cup
I shall love till the end of my breath to the spirit
With intoxication of wine descending from the lips
The fair one had the complexion of rose with eyes red
Black linings are like tendrils with lashes like lances
From the earth of the tavern of the ruins in perish
Sheikh has many lessons of wisdom to him we leave
Discourse of heaven and earth and soul and hell

Saki my cup for the sake of the evening
Lamentations are high with tears mixing wine
Jubilant is the garden when moon peeps in
In existentialist drunkenness I loose my balance
I grip the reality of the unreal alas my wailing
From body to soul it goes like log from the tree
Ye shall hearken the reed that has the courage
To chop the wood that has gathered the aroma
Of water and earth after years of being left alone
My cup thou fill thou fill my cup O beloved
In dwindling faith asking faith for what reason
The hangover of the dawn late after the sunrise
Shall I tell you some secrets of this life
12/6/2009