What hast thou done when the princess Indian <br />The heart of gold burned in deserts and in wild <br />Love was the sign she followed but the bird <br />In two and one to her she learned language <br />Knowing love’s mysteries <br />The keeper of the tavern the last night’s wine <br />Cups filled with tears nectar of love <br />The saki in generosity with brim over <br /> <br />Harness the horse put on the wings <br />The imaginations forays to some other land <br />When the beloved has turned her face away <br />Away the goblet and the verse <br />Friends were foes and foes friends <br />The songs lost tunes and like the willow <br />Desert and me whence of the destiny <br />When the cold breeze against my face <br /> <br />For the last time my horse of wings <br />Turned to the city when my songs were yet <br />On the lips of the beauty in search of her love <br />To the emptiness thou sing but lovers many <br />Stars shall be my guide and sunrays I read <br />Under the moon I sleep and talk to myself <br />The lullaby of nature when I see the dreams <br /> <br />Thou hast yet to find images of love <br />The verse the beloved had started in haste <br />The verse is not over nor the manifestations <br />In vivid colors like rainbow like fire <br />To treasure of self for the beloved turn <br />On the horse of wings the universe immense <br />In the goblet red I see in my tavern <br />30/1/2009<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/slow-the-love-final-episode/
