A Kashmir Sapphire Poem by Naveed Khalid

The boat that slowly drifts away,
Away! away! from the golden banks
Of untread places in a waking dream;
And upon the strand of still waters,
This line is writ along the star,
Whose unsatiating love of high heavens,
Would peak through the window of thine eye,
That in forest deep, down the valleys wild,
Hath moved forth all the world with thee:
Where but to marvel at beauty's solitary mien,
A hundred shadows under the midnight lamp
Are wash'd away by cruel hands of time.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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Date Created: Monday, September 09,2013 12: 40: 21 PM

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