Vendetta Poem by Naveed Khalid

All too well framed in the back of my mind,
What still hangs in the bosom of my shop;
And of posting no need my love to claim,
That more be rehearsed after me thy name:
So to remember thee by heart I behold
That picture hid away from thee more sweet
Than if in her presence is marked by thee;
I know not what hand or eye will bring to the page,
This line to read against thyself suffice,
Methinks not in vain by world's wing thy angel.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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Created: Thursday, January 23,2014 12: 34: 10 PM