Crow's Nest Poem by Naveed Khalid

Crow's Nest



Me all too weird of love-sick thought on thee,
that in silent hours of the night,
erased of such looks this world to my sightless view;
of her most ardent desire to fill the page with what I least contend,
ah, all woe be mine to some rivulet blue:
of tidal waves by the sea ashore of broken mast-shaft at north
To my eyes so blind my shipwrecked dream in Hades of a star!
away from out of sight to my mind still against bloody tyrant time,
of e'ery fig leaf in autumn wind with pen-pricked angels,
that crow's quill of plumed hat on knees in ruffled feathers,
hath brought me to this end at sunset of the evening sky.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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Date Created: Monday, February 16,2015 2: 39: 43 PM

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Topic(s) of this poem: evening
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