Sadiqullah Khan - Since Long

The messenger had the word
My heart leapt to hear
Slow swiftness had the moment
My eyes spoke without saying
For me or whom the delusions
You fly your wings to the north
I in the east wait for the return
You have not known it more
Written what was by the angel hand
Like the stone in the midst of a stream
Dry as it flows on the sides
Still a wave that goes to the top
I spread my hands for the winds
I catch the aroma of your hair
Was not the candle in day light
On your sweating forehead a sign
You confessed to the wall much many times
Your love alas you had turned your face
The regality of my presence you adored
I played with the lock of your hair
Like the nightingale caught in the love of rose
Caged is my heart with out any cage
Once in the spring on the strings of my heart
Play the tune of love forgotten since long

Islamabad
16/2/2010

Sadiqullah Khan

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