Stardust I Poem by Naveed Khalid

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
ere thine unweird eye,
much too rendered in age-old grey,
this world of thy most high deserts:
full rich content of e'ery falling star in winter cold,
but thy star to my sightless view,
a vault of heaven in the sky, abides by thee alone.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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