A Poisoned Ear Poem by Naveed Khalid

Of such soft murmurings in sweet-scented silence
that in thy unattended presence to that forfeited dark,
this world of her beauty's modern electra,
oft I write with pen-pricked angels,
again hath lit the path to my sightless view,
more bright to illumine ere thine unweird eyen;
whence barefooted you tread the mundane shell,
a vast stony arabia of thy most high deserts:
pouring through society, people, nations
your higher being's most eloquent voice,
I could hear from afar in the maddening crowd.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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Date Created: Monday, October 27,2014 1: 24: 08 PM

Title Revised: To A Poetic Trance To A Tongue-Twister to A Poisoned Ear