**stillness Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

I had the vagueness of death in surrounding
Silence was my friend when my ears failing
Like “English patient” in the crisp white cotton
Sweating my way from table with cloth to chair

A while the silence was like a rehearsal last
Longing for some memories and peace with past
The music of the fan was not unlike lullaby
My senses were alive to the distance in miles far

Lap of the mother warm hands of my father
I talked for long in conversation of the language
Heaven was nearer than I had imagined in moment
Much shorter than the blink of the eye shedding tear

Like the nurse with tray of tea having slices of cake
The old friend talked of his grief having lost the icon
My sense of music now diminished to the extent
Recognition of note in sharps and flats with rhythm

The happiest song that I had ever seen with many colors
I saw on display with small beats and steps so urban
She danced on the edge of the stairs for the lover
Who kissed her hand in rapid commotion of love

To the book under the heap of papers my eyes
Fell on the dervish in the spirit of dancing his demise
To the other world with happiness for the union
Eternity has many dimensions for some after death

I straightened my legs in the shape that why would I
Flat like this in peace depart in the company of loved
Little sweat on my body as my forehead throbbed
With my eyes I gazed outside to the beauty of the forms

Geometrical though human habitations make the beauty
Remembrance was dear of the blue and red of the panes
I wish I visit the house where once I had dined with
Life was as exuberant as is now for me in this loneliness

I shall once look back to all the happenings of my life
I have read with a sage that in the moments last of the breath
We live in the past having the happiest events of our life
Then I shall satiate my self to the gone by ages I have no count
10/7/2009