Whose word is it br That has put br A whirl of sweet juices br In my ears br That has put br My eyes letting a tear br For a taste on my tongue br Whose word is it br That has set on fire br My imaginations of heaven br That has let the dance br In celestial form br And the many shapes br The lunatic’s explanation br Of the reality of things br When the real is replaced br By undefined lines br When colors no more follow br The rule of nature br I have broken br The form of reality br In my movements bizarre br I have discovered a form another br Beyond the apparent br My vision is piercing br Into a sea of distortions br In a form that would define br Reality for me br Beyond that grandiloquent appearance br Drop down the pain of anguish br Eloquent though your eyes are br I see br The reflection of myself br In the last moments br I heard thou saying br May god’s blessings be with me br I read it so br No books no angel ferocious br Shall know what I saw br When those lips br Dried br Asking for the tongue’s moisture br Yes yes br With brave endeavors br Come what it may br For those words br Still sing in my earsbr br Sadiqullah Khanbr br