The city of dreams
In conspiracy with nature
Too long indulgence
When it lay bare
In sunny days and dark nights
In snow and morose evenings
In cold breeze hissing sounds
In pine trees and green flowers
In the air in warm feelings
Memories of the bygone years
On the steps of that entrance
In the coziness of surroundings
In the sweet company of friends
Hopes and frustrations
After long travels long sleeps

I have made friendship
With the air and the birds
With the moon and with the sun
The air shall bring me the aroma
The birds the stories of the loves
The moon and the sun shall shine
On my footsteps and the evening
Remember me with longing

No farewell I doubt the moves
Some whispering voices preparing
For the night to say me good bye
Just make it another gathering
No words of departure no hurry

On the long way the vibes
Telling me of my last visit
With yearning today I look
Every rock, tree, and peak
My sad eyes have left
Their signs here
Will again shall I pick them
Happy farewell to the beauty
So indifferent and eloquent

(On my transfer from Abbottabad)
19/2/2009

Sadiqullah Khan

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