The Dervish's Tomb Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

The Dervish's Tomb



Yours is the tomb, on the low hill,
In breezy pines, lies rest eternal
From thy children, who has stolen
Hath not found, peace on earth banal.

Holy is your shrine, silent disciples,
Until to you, where all those wander?
Sleek like lions, humble farers,
Beware thus, he sees his offsprings.

-To Musa Nika, the Dervish grand grandfather of Wazirs.

Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
June 20,2014.

Views over north Waziristan towards south Waziristan, photo by Hugh Sykes, Eddie Mair @ BBC RADIO

Saturday, June 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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Waziristan Hills, Pakistan
Deep purple and green hues enhance the Waziristan Hills, a mountainous region of northwest Pakistan near the Afghanistan border. A formidable landscape, the Waziristan Hills are a hodgepodge of steep, rugged hills split by narrow passes and deep gorges. Rivers coursing down from the mountains provide water for agriculture in a region of scanty rainfall.
Image taken by Landsat 7 on Apr.28,2001 @ WIRED: Earth from space.
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