Sadiqullah Khan


The Girl


Thy beauty
Your green eyes,
Piercing
Looking from behind the veil
Black veil,
Torn on all sides
Weathering.
Your green eyes,
So many pains,
Youth and beauty,
Some black patches,
Below the red cheeks
And now,
Everything’s’ faded,
Deformed,
But color of your eyes,
Still piercing,
Alive inner self
Can’t hold my veil,
Where are my children
What you call future
My home,
Was there one
Mona Lisa,
So much perfection,
Her beauty lies in
Asymmetry
Wise people say.
My beauty,
In my destruction!

Submitted: Saturday, April 19, 2008
Edited: Sunday, December 22, 2013
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  • Trinity K (4/22/2008 8:01:00 AM)

    Her beauty lies in
    Asymmetry
    Wise people say.
    My beauty,
    In my destruction!

    .................................... sure to do it......
    you are good... :)) (Report) Reply

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