The nature’s sounds <br />The silence <br />Birds singing <br />And the blowing east wind <br />Something from my ancestors <br />The civilization too <br />The form <br />I am left out <br />East wind brings me <br />The master’s message <br />The reed <br />The kiss <br />And the music flowing <br />The tambourines <br />Restless to be touched <br />Wine in the air <br />Which flows <br />Like swan in the lake <br />Heavy drum beats <br />The wine in my veins <br />My heart overflows <br />I m breaking the form <br />My blood on fire <br />My limbs move <br />My head is in the air <br />Love…..my old love <br />Friends and lovers <br />The beat of the drum <br />I am on the move <br />Intoxicated <br />Images <br />Tambourines <br />Guitars <br />The master says you move <br />The form is already broken <br />A new rhythm <br />Smoke and lights <br />I am one with music <br />With nature I am one, <br />Break free, <br />The master shouts <br />I am on my own <br />No surrounding <br />In total freedom <br />I am the music <br />And the music is me <br />Where is the magic <br />Again the master, <br />My soul pours in <br />In oblivion, I fly <br />Into the unknown <br />I come back <br />The music is over <br />A great applause <br />Some faces familiar <br />Smiling around…. <br />I am the king<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-king-33/
