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.

— Sanober Khan

All my life have looked for poems to elope with.

— Sanober Khan

All the words all the poems know my warm, soft spots.

— Sanober Khan

An animal in pain is the saddest thing on Earth.

— Sanober Khan

...and so many colors will have seen...the menacing grand pine greens the soft pink and purples of spring and summer blue and so many others without you.

— Sanober Khan

And stay, my daresay...forever, as my quiet song, in my lilac dawn.

— Sanober Khan

And the afterglow...of your gaze...is the only sweater that I need.

— Sanober Khan

A poem in the heart is worth more than a million dollar sin the bank account.

— Sanober Khan

A rain like melting pillows…a rain so beautiful could never have let go off not certain that someday...it would find its way into my poem.

— Sanober Khan

A silent night. - the most eloquent poem I have ever read.

— Sanober Khan