Sadiqullah Khan - *Feelings

The evening’s red horizons drunken heavy gaze
On the lip like a tendril and curves of heavy bosoms
The necklace that kisses the bunch of grapes as I hide
Sweet kisses on the swan neck and antelope eyes

When my love is like the sleeping beauty
The valley of love akin to peaks and soft petals
As the stream tapers down for ove juices to flow
The softness of the grass as it drinks morning dew

Savor the delights as the nature displays it all
Like a sculpture when the whole is rounded to reveal
The soul with the ways of a blacksmith in rampage
With delicacy of the goldsmith in slow tapings

Washed with wine that for years is kept stolen
Like my deep desire in my heart for the day
Shall union be my destiny and when that bigness
Shall I behold in my arms or comprehend in mind

My heart goes in deep sighs as of feelings
I cleansed with heavy glaze of emotions and love
Tear of the little girl or the child in laughter
On the alter of morality when feelings are hung
Dead by the moral or the man holy dressed in white

Feelings like songs echo in ears, day dreams in virtue
As real as me as you and as scent of rose and jasmine
A bed of silk, a mothers lap or a beloved's kiss
A distant letter or a message, a verse in desires deep
19/2/2009

Sadiqullah Khan

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