When the voices ended very long ago <br />Will I say something I wanted to hear again <br />The musings of love to the brim <br />When fatigue ensues in too much indulgence <br />In sufferings when poison is nectar <br />You’re coming and going the shawl with border <br />You of your own fancy those glances <br />It shall not stir in me I have gone too far <br />In vain I read myself in those words <br />On my own way the most turbulent songs <br />The reddest flower the zigzag of butterfly <br />A garden on my left it has no colors <br />My cup of wine since long is empty <br />The air is different life so meaningless <br />4/3/2009<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/too-far-2/
