Sanober Khan

"“a flower knows, when its butterfly will return, and if the moon walks out, the sky will understand;but now it hurts, to watch you leave so soon,when I don't know, if you will ever come back.”"

"“i want to be in love with youthe same wayi am in love with the moonwith the lightshiningout of its soul.”"

"Sometimesthe things that make you cryare more beautifulthan the thingsthat make you laugh."

"love canembellish its beginningsing its blossomingand engrave its eternitiesbut can never explain its loss."

"When you left you left behind a fieldof silent flowers under a sky full of unstirred clouds...you left a million butterfliesmid-silky flutters You left like midnight rain against my dreaming ears Oh and how you left leaving my coffee scentless and my couch comfortless leaving upon my fingers the melting snow of you you left behind a calendar full of empty days and seasons full of aimless wanders leaving me alone with an armful of sunsets your reflection behind in every puddle your whispersupon every curtain your fragranceinside every petal you left your echoes in between the silence of my eyes Oh and how you leftleaving my sands footless and my shores songless leaving me with windows full of moistened moonlight nights and nightsof only a half-warmed soul and when you left... you left behind a lifetime of moments untouched the light of a million starsunshed and when you left you somehowleft my poem...unfinished. (Published in Taj Mahal Review Vol.11Number 1 June 2012)"

"we are all like poems. some of us rhyme. some don’t. some are Pulitzer prizessome are just scribblesand yet, we all possessa special kind of beautythat can either heal or cut to the boneone that can never quitebe fathomed, nor forgotten."

"holding the eveningtremblingly close to mei weepinto the sun lettingthe burdenof hopelift off my chesti realizethis is what it meansto be free."

"One clear moment, one of trance One missed step, one perfect dance One missed shot, one and only chance Life is all...but one fleeting glance."

"Great struggles make for great stories."

"You only have to do one good thing to be in somebody’s lifetime of prayers."

"i would rather havefeelings without wordsthan words without feelings."

"Poetry keeps mein a highly drunken stateof divinity."

"sometimes i wake upin the middleof the nightand findpoetry splatteredall over my bed."

"i am alwaysstalking you, my dear. with my thoughtsmy words.my breath."

"Poems are invisible flowers on my skin."

"some words bring warmthjust bybeing next to each other."

"wordslike mysterious mermaids come and live permanentlyin the soft sweepsand scars of my skin."

"in the endit is wordspoetry. sunsetssomeone’s deep blue silk voice.mountain scents.someone’s smile.eyes. that we haveno defenses against."

"How strange and ironic it is- all the words i long to sayare lost in words."

"A single poemis worth a hundredcozy winter nightskind wordsand healed wounds."