SPLIT
The asylum of heart
Was all wet
With incenses of Euphoria
You came
Alike a divider
And drove that border line
Between soul and body
And staged
Toba Tek Singh
In my heart
TRAVELOGUE
On my barren forehead
You decreed
Destinies to infinity
And placed on m y palms
Sandbag of finitude
MIRAGE
I soaked your face
In my eyes
And then
World disappeared
From my sight
KHANKAH-I-MOUALLA
On Jhelum’s bank stands
The minaret of gnosis
The dome of illumination
The call of eternity
Here, caravan stayed
Ali, the second prayed and taught
The secrets of Alwand
REMEMBERENCE
The violin of soul
Sings your songs
The body in trance
Rocks your courtyard
For the ecstasy of your love
I sacrificed here and hereafter
And gave up body , soul and being
Amir Suhail Wani is a freelance columnist with bachelors in Electrical Engineering and a student of comparative studies with special interests in Iqbaliyat & mystic thought.
