Lack of ideas <br />Inner emptiness <br />Whom I pity <br />Whom I love <br />Or is it that <br />I accepted the canon <br />Of providence <br />Submission to time <br />A painful disease <br />Wounds inside <br />Or outside <br />The doctor’s greed <br />Or the hand of Jesus <br />Or the Prophet’s prayer <br />Curtains closing <br />The drama of life <br />Coming to an end <br />Last gasps <br />Come close every body <br />Dear and near <br />Forgive me all <br />As I did <br />In the gods hands <br />My soul ready <br />To fly to distance <br />Unknown to me <br />But the glimpse of that darkness <br />Infinite emptiness <br />Some white souls <br />Whirling like dervishes <br />Lo my soul <br />Like a white dove <br />I see fluttering <br />Ready to fly <br />But be around <br />Till the last time <br />My dead body still <br />Has memories of you <br /> (On my mother’s illness)<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/emptiness-49/
