I had the vagueness of death in surrounding <br />Silence was my friend when my ears failing <br />Like “English patient” in the crisp white cotton <br />Sweating my way from table with cloth to chair <br /> <br />A while the silence was like a rehearsal last <br />Longing for some memories and peace with past <br />The music of the fan was not unlike lullaby <br />My senses were alive to the distance in miles far <br /> <br />Lap of the mother warm hands of my father <br />I talked for long in conversation of the language <br />Heaven was nearer than I had imagined in moment <br />Much shorter than the blink of the eye shedding tear <br /> <br />Like the nurse with tray of tea having slices of cake <br />The old friend talked of his grief having lost the icon <br />My sense of music now diminished to the extent <br />Recognition of note in sharps and flats with rhythm <br /> <br />The happiest song that I had ever seen with many colors <br />I saw on display with small beats and steps so urban <br />She danced on the edge of the stairs for the lover <br />Who kissed her hand in rapid commotion of love <br /> <br />To the book under the heap of papers my eyes <br />Fell on the dervish in the spirit of dancing his demise <br />To the other world with happiness for the union <br />Eternity has many dimensions for some after death <br /> <br />I straightened my legs in the shape that why would I <br />Flat like this in peace depart in the company of loved <br />Little sweat on my body as my forehead throbbed <br />With my eyes I gazed outside to the beauty of the forms <br /> <br />Geometrical though human habitations make the beauty <br />Remembrance was dear of the blue and red of the panes <br />I wish I visit the house where once I had dined with <br />Life was as exuberant as is now for me in this loneliness <br /> <br />I shall once look back to all the happenings of my life <br />I have read with a sage that in the moments last of the breath <br />We live in the past having the happiest events of our life <br />Then I shall satiate my self to the gone by ages I have no count <br />10/7/2009<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stillness-21/
