Alibi Poem by Naveed Khalid

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;
all wrapped in shroud of a star,
my shipwrecked dreams in the late evening,
of untread places far-off beyond the sunrise,
heaven-ward bent beside the window-sill,
o'er the wall on high by two lovers dead:
that fair youth in whose age-old love,
awhile but to think on thee in thy graceful ease,
that crow's quill to my e'erliving memory;
her enchanting slogans of disparity,
no dark can e'er illumine o'er the dale
of foul fawning bay at my door with pen-pricked angels,
a few dry leaves of book in autumn,
a compass, a table, a bed of crimson joy,
rest content be oblivion
in the backyard of my garden,
above a firehurst, where you tread the mundane shell,
a soldier's grave unknown upon the sand dunes,
until nothing stirrs the mind
to beweep my outcast state forlorn
by the sea-ashore,
this world of thy most high deserts
at midnight lease in waking hour.


(C) Naveed Khalid

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