Naveed Khalid Poems

Must I deny thee e'ery flower
upon a barren heath,
a crowd of host among daffodils;
e'ery skipped beat that becharms the skies;
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Nothing in the world of mere fallacy
hath e'er exited,
that of no compare by what you think
of untread places far-off beyond the sunrise;
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I'll not think in vain words of how else
thy beauty's fair be loved more,
of such sweet-scented silence,
less be measured in bronze or gold
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Having writ thee fair summer's bright
that in melodious accents I, I
bear amiss such rhyme, rhythm and meter;
that in whose sweet-scented silence
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Where am I? that e'ery stumbled feet
beyond the sunrise,
at measured distance from afar
this world in nurslings of immortality,
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What use thy occurence to a close afraid,
no eyes can see e'ery flower
upon a barren heath
the wall on high in sweet-scented silence,
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Thus, must I take sick leave that tolls the bell
at my door of rosemary garden,
her enchanting slogans of disparity;
me thinks not to a close afraid,
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Summer of her full bright days grow old,
giddy, cold and numb
of seven ringlets, make a hallow
of the sun around my head,
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The wall on high that carries no burden
of sinless souls,
at the pedestal of thy throne;
pasta of well kneaded chocs and chums,
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Of subservient nature's most ardent desire
that through such hunches pour forth
of woe-begone days to some rivulet blue,
my shipwrecked dreams in the late evening,
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