The majesty has the king's bow before <br />The nights see through some uneven ravines, <br />There on the hillock lies the fortress; and legends <br />say that this is built by Asoka. <br />They would overlook the path through the pass, <br />and down lays the fort by Mongols, that would carry <br />The ritual of death. <br />And who passed it unhurt would utter a sigh of relief <br />and tears too for the captivating beauty. <br />The Buddhist Stupa did not preach peace either: <br />And someone who had beeen looking for treasures, <br />Underneath. <br />Went lunatic. <br />The dragon's teeth are not just a symbol. <br />And you have to pas through it, <br />As last night we made our way through the den, <br />for a safe passage. <br />The Raj lived it. <br />Respected it. <br />Loved it. <br />And marched through the peaks and valleys, to and fro <br />from one world to another. <br />They also died in it abundantly. <br />These stones have seen, <br />The marching bandwagons <br />Expedient tradesmen and caravans <br />And some mysterious objects. <br /> <br />Torkham <br />Feb 12,2011<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/khyber-pass/
