Naveed Khalid Poems

My love has lost all charm in thee,
and I can see no more what it is
you call love at first sight, sweet love;
nor the second look awakes much wonder,
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Sleep, O, sleep! let this waking hour pass
ere you know the hand that writ in mournful numbers
e'ery flower upon a barren heath,
oft leaves me in dismay,
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When by no man's art you created him of dust,
Nor not a devil you had in your mind;
But you alone amidst thy greatness stood
Against all that I could think about the mirror,
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Everything looks pretty good at first sight,
But the more you focus the more you look at it,
Until from every angle loses charm
As more and more images start pouring in,
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Me too hath loved thee more than I
against all odds, all vicissitudes of the sky
to prove thee virtuous where my head is,
of no wit to my mind still but pure heaven,
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Not by words that in weeds grow,
A plant of mandrake roots hath spill'd,
Poison'd the ear, the heart, the mind;
Most sickening our desire to hear
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Methinks not so blind of what in deep azure,
Oft I write to the setting sun by the western isle;
That in hurtlings of past woe to the effulgent sky,
The fabric of subtle thought that I deny thee most,
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(A Tribute To The Queen)

Not least in precise measure to account for love
of thy most high deserts,
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Of no use in vain words to account for love,
that in largess of some thought
to my decaying form abides,
her lichens of desire in modern electra
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Far, far away from out of sight,
I sit still unmoved by what I write
Of eternal silences, beneath the bed of crimson joy;
That untouched by e'ery falling star in winter cold,
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