Sadiqullah Khan - Just Be Not

These days
Dreams make colors
As if some saint
Told me of memories

Sweet that they may groove in
How to bid farewell
To the love that is a haunt
Letting go
Is too old fashioned

Rise
Leave the music unsung
In between the lines
In half smiles
Just
Be not

Like on a winged horse
To heaven
The last look into the eyes
Of the beloved
May make your heart break
Just
Be not

23/1/2010
Islamabad

Sadiqullah Khan

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