When did you Love?

An intense love poem by Ayub, in Different Truths.

(1)

When did you love me?

My soul!

It was I,

Who loved you?

Your gray fragrance

Is knotted with my silky desire

Theses knots slip

From the pores of my phalanges

But doesn’t unite.

They may unfasten

If the magic of your cold silence breaks,

And the eyes mixing

Into the dust of pain of separation wash away.

(2)

When did you love me?

It was I who loved you,

You just placed some couplets of your silky touch,

In the soft-pink hand cups,

Transformed into the abyss of my heart,

And strewn on my shoulders

Some of my poems,

Kneaded in the moisture of your lips.

When did you love me?

It was I who loved you,

You were only to dissolve me

Into your cold crimson eyes,

Sunk very deep in mysteries.

So, I being a worthless moment have embraced

With the dust of your feet, till now

Neither did you dust your feet,

Nor did you place that worthless moment

Upon your forehead.

What contains for me, in the fist of your silence!

Everything may be there

But no shimmer of confession,

As if an ocean has surged but without coastline.

(3)

When did you love me?

My soul!

It was I who loved you,

Loved your colour,

The universe of colours,

The exceptional magic of your seamless conversation;

And murky fog of your distinct style of conversation

I love your

Lies, truths, expediencies and green moss of expediencies,

On the damp cold surface on which

Magnificent moments of my age were engraved,

Now waft into the air like dreams,

Those magnificent moments of my life

Whom the youthful climate

Of your lips and cheeks has sent exile

From the kingdom of your beauty;

Even then,

I don’t know why this heart,

Kneaded in the yellow clay,

Remains in your quest,

Why at last!

You know why this worthless heart,

Even now, each time gets bruised,

By the nails of your fingers,

Do you know my soul!

©Ayub Khawar 

Photos from the Internet

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