The spell of your love <br />The soothing ways when I searched <br />Myself in the autumn and wilderness <br />The crescent moon which had caught <br />Red from the sunset as if from your frock <br />The enchantment of the evening is to continue <br />The tavern is there in the street of Khayyam <br />The saki has returned and lo the first goblet <br />Leave alone” loneliness of ages” for I know <br />The sage with his advice and the keeper of the order <br />The city was empty for the enchantment was dead <br />In the temple of love when your silhouette did appear <br />In dark and mysterious and with steps of the dance <br />Cup after cup saki the evening’s going down <br />Before the sunrise in the cold silver of the morning <br />How shall I leave the tavern my love <br />Like mercury your lips swerve for the story <br />Say it not for I read it in your eyes <br />Keep the red lips for a day when the tavern <br />Of my heart is empty and the pitcher gone dry <br />Dry shall it never be it your lips <br />Cup after cup from the sadness in my heart <br />I want to drink like passion of Rumi <br />Broken have I bond with the beloved <br />What a magician this love is unto me <br /> <br />Drunk are thou from the passion of thy love <br />Sleep in the tavern for the night is half over <br />1/11/2008<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-night-is-half-over/
