Three Rubies Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

There is a thing in my pocket
Said the little girl
Three rubies on a chain
And one loose
Innocently
She took it out from her pocket
Gave it to me
Hung it on my chest
She could not speak
For her age was just two
Sweet smile played on her lips
The one ruby still in her hand
Into the bed she went
Played with the rubies red,
In fancied imagination
A fairy princess she looked
One by one
She asked about her friends
Nirma, Ayesha
Naseer and the other naseer
Of birds she named babali
Of monkeys and cows
Of her small goat
Which she was afraid to touch
A fairy tale she wanted
To hear from me
With rubies in her hands
She went to deep sleep
All her friends
Every night she recalls
Like rubies in the silver chain
She surrounds herself
With all the names
My little princess
Deep asleep
She might be dreaming
Her friends around her
The birds singing
Under the greenwood tree
On the bank of a small pond
A fairy home
Like a paradise
She flying in the air
Like a butterfly
Of fancy lands
Of little homes
She was dreaming in deep sleep
Her innocent face shining
Unlike moon
But a divine object
Was one other ruby
The innocence flowing
In harmony with nature
But still holding deep desires
The pain of separation
O great lord
Thou have put in her bosom
All life long
She will with this pain
Learn to survive
Thoust understand
The secrets,
My knowledge is humble
I m but a lover
A seeker yet on the door steps