On the break of the day
Split in duality
After the night
The heaviness in heart
The woman was singing
Softest tunes
She had tied
Many weights to her eye lids
The musician was making
Jittery movements
In the cage of his skin
The prison cell
Creativity shall
What speaks the verse
Is it that love brings rainbows
I conceal my nights in stars
My storms in warm breeze
The heat of summer afternoon
I saw your eyes in the sunset
Some one was dead from chill
In winters
In the night many were sleeping
Outside
As cold in rehearsal
For long nights
The thin layer of surface
Of earth
The souls oscillate
Between life and death
For the last time
I thought in total apposition
I have the right to wear bright
Without justification
With open eyes I see every day
So many deaths for me
I might have prevented the loss
You mean nothing to me now
11/3/2009
Sadiqullah Khan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nothing-to-me-2/
