What lies beneath is for the eye
That seeest through the skin
Unspoken in mails or noises
Wild gets cat entrapped by heat
Little the act of love than loud
Neighborhood hears witches pant
Sail up the shore to seek truth
Touch of the Midas alas the end
Sadiqullah Khan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alas-the-end/
