On the day when to wedding
I ended with funeral
Death and life opposed
Extremes of sorrow
The young boys with white complexion
Extreme of celebration dancing on music
In black
Both wedding and sorrow
The beginning and the end
Juxtaposed emotions
The solitary reaper
Was cutting grass on the road side
From autumn
For heat
And to sell to satiate her poverty
With her sickle scratching the back
Of mother earth
The terrified passengers
Waiting in line
On the way to their workplace
Doubting each other
Seeing faces to know
Who was the angle of death
Sleeping long
For want of life
The strings of music frozen
Some unfulfilled desires
Of seeing the world
At least once before the curtain
Is drawn
Of holding the holy waters
On the wall
Eroded with age
To the steaming car of the gentleman
Cooling it down
Some half finished books
Some begun anew
Life is making me
Irrelevant with every passing moment
25/11/2009
Sadiqullah Khan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/narrating-few-events/
