The Nectar Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

The band of the music
Playing the sweetest melodies
Making harmony and rhythm
Collecting beauty and sweetness
Like a honey bee
In her search for the nectar
Lover of the flower
Touching and sucking deep
My ears
Are filled with that melody
Coming from a distance
Yet I am unable to locate
The distant music
Riding fresh breeze
Wavy and haunting
Coming from a heart
Lamenting the beloved's separation
The fourteen corners of my brain
Lighted in the surrounding's darkness
The late evening's sitting
And the flight of my soul
For distant visions
Like the bird in ecstasy
Of being alive
And when in the nature's vastness
With wings left open on its own
So when I visit
The beauty of your being
In slow motions and with the fluency
The melody of music I carry
In search of the nectar
Or you are the flower
Like so many other flowers
The bee in a constant quest
For the sweetest
In the night's darkness
My metaphors are just useless
The only metaphor
When in a deep embrace
Your whole body curls up
To let me drink the nectar
Of your lips
In my search for immortality