Saturday, 7 July 2012


These folds of
Up and down
Of past and present
Of left and right
Are your vessel
Moored here
In what you touch
And what you see.
You pull at oars
But lose the tide
You hold out hands
But not your cup

Listen to Sadiq
Sing “Mustt, dam mustt”
Seeing beyond the cup
He sees Kauthar
Beyond the sea
He senses the ocean
We hear watches
He hears the Saqi
And the voice
That said “Be.”

Ali A. Naqvi

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