Poems by Sohail Ahmad Khan

IN THE URN OF AGE
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How many sips of waterAre left, in this urn of age?How many sips of hardship to go? And how many sips of ease are left?
II
Time says: Think of droplets Thirst says: River is not enough Eye informs: Stay within limits Dream says: World is not enough.
IIISoul says: why are you forgetting? See how much is to be done. Now, look into yourselfUrn of the heart is brimming up.

A LANDLESS BIRD

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A landless birdmade a flight to my heart. Dust of centurieson the head...

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