Naveed Khalid Poems

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131.
Luminous

My love in perfect ceremony stands apart,
Full rich content of thought's graceful ease,
Doth steal from cheerful morn her summer's prime;
And by ill-effect of false reflection I behold
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132.
Mutability

Must I stand against all odds,
all vicissitudes of the sky,
that in wind, storm and rain
would cloud thine eye,
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133.
Awakening

My love that in fair aspect of cold respose
But desires increase of thy most high deserts;
Where least I find such darling insights, to thee suffice
Against all odds, all vicissitudes of the sky,
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134.
Odyssey I

O not in false pretense of vague impressions,
That of hidden meanings unfold in my verse;
Nor by what you think I deny thee so,
Makes no sense! Greek to me this romantic indignation- -
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135.
Odyssey Ii

So what are they? of sunset dreams to far-off places,
A trip to Hawaii, Makatea or half-way between the seven seas
in silent hours of the night amidst lightning, storm and rain,
That soon as I remember, will fade away in the back log
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136.
A Golden Age

See! how e'ery flower upon a barren heath hath weaved
The subtle thread of thought too dear to my reckoning days,
Thy hideous form of so scant my resources to fill the page,
To my mind still of another rent at midnight lease;
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137.
Rosemary

What needst thou the praise for want of word, my love,
That I from thy brow hath plucked so fair a rose;
And by the grey e'ening will erase too soon
what all eyes to the star in Beulah's night,
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138.
The Royal Nativity

This world that of erased looks to my mind still
Of another rent at midnight lease in waking hour;
Against all else, too, shall but in precious minutes waste,
More temperate than e'erything that grows to eternal bliss,
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139.
Stardust I

You can ne'er know by what I write
through such deliberations to account for love
my reckoning days in seraph wings of gold,
against many a maiden garden beset
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140.
Matins Performed At Cistine Chapel

Largess of some thought that by thought more blessed thy Muse,
Than by love of what I write in thy graceful ease, but to thee suffice;
But O! for one look on thee through e'ery pouring shadow, my bride,
That in living memory more bright to illumine in summer's pride,
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