This broken day has all the worries <br />Gathered from the heavy texture of the night <br />This corner is lit dark <br />This corner has the warmth of a mother's lap. <br /> <br />The sun goes down to mark the steps <br />Another day is over <br />There is a small wrinkle <br />One more claw of the crow is added <br />around the darkening circles of my eyes. <br /> <br />Lo! Some more springs amidst bright yellow <br />orange and green flowers, <br />Some parrots with their green feathers <br />Making sweet noise <br />Before the long night I broke and broke. <br /> <br />The sunshine would wake me up <br />Some beauties tormented themselves <br />Intent upon bringing <br />The long awaited dreams while smiling in sleep <br />The butterflies chase each other in pairs. <br /> <br />I do not want to mourn the happenings of the day <br />Nor the night's dark veil <br />Nor your love <br />Nor the eloquence on your languid lips <br />Nor the many tomorrows that await the opening <br />of my eyes <br />I mourn you O life! <br />For I see a day on this earth that you shall not be. <br /> <br />Islamabad <br />Sept 16,2010<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/o-life-i/
