Timeless Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Timeless virtues written on water,
On brass engraved shall erase
The epigram wits the hour of death
For I seen bones etched in earth;

On the face of page, of air made;
The papyrus though contain
Oceans of ink, but what?
To the sea back, like dead charcoal.

A déjà vu is memory of the sense
The time rolls back, in a flash
Ah spring! A sight of rose,
And youth, thou art just anow.

Tavern left, on the path is mosque
No wine though, nor forehead bowed,
In your beauty lies, all beauty
But life, to you if my eyes close.

The few, the very few times
And my sight is on the now and here;
Virtue is then how we are read,
On the water. Or your eyes, that matter.

Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
March 22,2014.

"Love of beauty is Taste. The creation of beauty is Art."
Ralph Waldo Emerson

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