I had the charm of the birds the night before <br />Pain in the bosom was like creeping death <br />The cage of life is akin to prism where we all <br />Living our broken desires on the edge of extinction <br /> <br />Higher thoughts bade farewell to the lonely heart <br />On the starch of sheets ironed with heat of sweat <br />In search of desire that like black cat in the street <br />I was lead to the alley of mysteries in sensuality <br /> <br />Piercing flesh on the skin devoid of soul an element <br />Recoiled to the earliest form for a refuge in the dark <br />My outward has given way to the inward that has <br />Beauty anointed when I saw everything melted <br /> <br />With no destiny when once clung to the roller coaster <br />Time machine has to offer few images worth remembering <br />Who decides but luck has little things of sleeve to share <br />I gathered myself in vain with sweet notes in heavy metal <br />8/7/2009<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-night-before-2/
