Twenty years ago <br />The night would split into light <br />Seen from the window these same men <br />Who have gone now very old <br /> <br />I was sitting in the same corner <br />From where I saw much of my dreams <br />Running back above the line of landscape <br />The difference was that my direction was different <br /> <br />The sunset of the last Saturday was so pure <br />Except for the black birds that flew past it <br />What a wonder these houses emit emotions <br />And the young girls were playing in the fields <br /> <br />Feel the nature in the hearts of the ordinary <br />My heart leapt to the beauty of those eyes <br />The city in the evening was like a garden <br />I must have been drunk by the air of the night <br /> <br />Every precious moment that I have not spent <br />Not with you I was lamenting all the way <br />Be it this city or that city a sunset and a dawn <br />Be it this love or that love a moment and a memory <br /> <br />Islamabad <br />29/3/2010<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twenty-years-ago-3/
