This Summer Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

This summer when in the early morning
The dark clouds would recede to give way
To the sun rays filtering through the dust
The mist in the morning was lesser
Than the previous year for it did not rain like that

After tiresome nights passed in longing
And the knowledge that the morning
Will bring days of separation
On empty dull roads when my car would devour
The black metal towards the sunrise

The men coming out of the bins they had been sleeping in
The town committee truck to clean the garbage
To close eyes and see the earth in that coldest hour
I wear sunglasses to prevent myself from vomiting

Many a times a sunrise would inspire me
But for the cold colors of the beginning of the day
Well spent in bed dreaming that how it would unfold
Happy are the night’s fantasies and so is the morning sleep

This summer my love when I wanted to be with you
And without breakfast I would leave the home
Without saying goodbye to live in the night’s sweetness
The absence that I leave behind I understand
In perfumes and long hours of conversation

When I am not home keep my room warm with your presence
And my favorite perfume sprayed around with some music
You know I love olives for my dinner and yellow mustard