A Maiden Bride Poem by Naveed Khalid

Foe'er be in love with thee
this happy morn,
of heart's forfeited first
to a second abides alone,
beside the oak while musing o'er
the dale in nurslings of immortality,
against the setting sun at my door
this world of rosemary garden:
oft steals looks from bed
of crimson joy,
e'ery flower upon a barren heath,
that of veneral amores runs
in deep sorrows,
my shipwrecked dreams!
more subtle in reality of thy presence,
small minions that arise
under the hedgerow of a cottage-tree,
makes me sing this song
of eternal bliss,
heaven-ward bent thy iron car
at Matilda's farm,
of wayfarer's clime in wild ecstasy
of pure heaven,
pricked with a furr coat in the cellar-barn
at midnight lease of haystack and straw,
her stumbled feet upon the sand dunes.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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Date Created: Tuesday,27 December,2016.3: 33 PM

* Title Revised: From A Maiden Bride To A Drama Queen