Of Human Voyage
Those old poets and painters
In books and carved inscriptions
on the streets, in old pages
of time and its history
from old struggles and inquests
and there is me and my journey
of human voyage and freedom
borne out from expression
and desert, of many years
of my belongings, in verses
the old hidden characters
as I scrawl through my mind
few more, just one last moment
for amusement and seduction
as this mind embraces its nemesis!
Kashkin
Copyright © Asim Khan | Year Posted 2008
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