*spring Festival Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Let there be some love in the air
Of the fate cruel and wailings long
Some said crimson are my sonnets
Under the willow tree
Some butterflies from the hands
Flying in the skies carrying
Flying kisses to the loved ones
In defiance of nature that kills
In innate affairs of the heart
Let the songs of love once more
In tip toe visit us for long
Out from the corner as the beloved
Hale the spring in the sultry afternoons
Holding a cup in hand and rebab
As love moves with steps so light
So light like feather in hot breeze
The festivities of color as many colors
As flowers on earth or birds of Amazon
In rose petals but the baths in ponds
Under heavy shadows of the trees smiling
I draw you near as my hands around
The molded spine as it curves down
What are the engraved symbols or color
Word written in beauty or image
Shall have the reference to the contour
Inner desire for me to see in your eyes
Aye the color bright the way you held
Were it as waters holy for the touch
Your lips shine like rubies like saffron
Wove to the man who has seen you
And not fallen in love with you
18/3/2009