*the Clenched Soul Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
*the Clenched Soul
The fair one in dream
The glory of face radiant
Lips were like grapes
Soft to squeeze and eyes
Bright stars were shining
The clenched soul
With heaviness of burdens
Shoulders were in strength
Yet in paraplegic disorders
When the mortal self prepares
For the last exercise
Towards freedom
Another living the beloved promised
Don not grieve for the shortness
I still look for the possibilities
When the languor of that presence
Shall ask how it is spent
I gasp for the last sighs
For the breath of life I see
Still closer in my heart
I rejoice in union
25/3/2009
clenched soul? waitttttttttttttttt...is this soul angry? .......k, , , , i'll just be right back ha to put words on this piece...
I find it interesting. I have to dig deeper or to think profoundly to get the meaning of your creation. Well anyway, it is excellent, my friend. +10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/24/2024 12:28:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'Another living the beloved promised Don not grieve for the shortness I still look for the possibilities When the languor of that presence Shall ask how it is spent'......this is a promise..''i still look for the possibilities'...this is it...the author is expressing a very strong faith and courage...this is another eye opener...i like this... naizz