Vodka Punch Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

art meets the vodka punch,
brewed apple's nectar squeezed
when giving answers is not the talk,
play of mind is the converse
pouring from happy lips,
the fleeting moment is a time's
forget, and flossing rivers
in bright day's shine,
sublime beauty is heart's desire,
how the youth thus slept divine;
o age, thou art deceit sanguine.

-On seeing portrait of Veronica Smirnoff, a British artist of Russian origin.

Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
June 8,2014.

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