This is the light that goes through and through <br />The night is evaporating eavesdropping <br />Finesse of the apparel, red of the lips <br />The milky sheen of the skins, <br />They had learned their walks from the horses <br />O! Wilderness once you had been my abode, <br />So the later discovery was just a glimpse. <br />I though the fade of the years has begun, <br />Why not take colors from their youth, <br />The shine in the eyes was the excellence <br />Perfection either weather, green of the trees. <br />I was rather looking for the hustle of leaves, <br />Did not the providence abandon every one, <br />Or else, <br />I came from where the airs are dust, <br />My ways are broken stones on bare feet, <br />The damsels of the future fetch water from <br />Hill tops, <br />Deep in the bottom of that village, <br />Criminals do have a sense of beauty <br />My heart leapt for colors those girls wear, <br />And now, <br />What comparisons are you making, <br />Is your mind not getting from analytical, <br />Wish the creative bliss of knowing truths, <br />Knowing questions and answers <br />And so many lies. <br />All is well when I was served with sushi <br />In Promenade. <br />Why the pass ancient times is not making <br />Impressions <br />Such is the intensity of the affairs, <br />Such am I a dishonest and ungrateful <br />Human <br />My head bent this way or that, <br />Such heavy thinking has burdened me tonight, <br />Their ancestors had visited us long ago, <br />Will not their children do it again. <br />To tell our children what living is like. <br />But that needs a revolution, <br />And to wait for a few thousand years.<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/white-nights-iv-something-inspiring/
