Sloping cobbled lazy path

Leading up to pent up wrath

Winding roads to distant hills
Snake a take through the tills

Full of mysterious passion, Raj

In this mystery lived the dodge

Illusions knit to blunt the eye

Awareness broken for the lie

Pathways into crypts are found

Treason mocks the freedom bound

In mortar, loot and plunder hid.

Chop the hands; untie the lid.

Teeming millions walked to the moon

While in their land danced the dune

Imperial ardor flung on raids

Wrapped in silky masquerades

Sailors great and ravenous bold

Danced to shimmer of dazzling gold

Original

saadat

(Islamabad)

(May 20, 2009)