A Sea-Horse Poem by Naveed Khalid

A Sea-Horse



A Sea Horse

While musing o'er the dale in silent hours
of soliloquy,
down the lane in amber woods,
full of granary in haystack and straw,
some dry leaves of book in autumn;
of wrinkled lip in my spilt words beside the oak,
too shall fade e'ery flower upon a barren heath,
in half-measured looks from afar I still behold
my shipwrecked dreams in rosemary garden;
of fealty's Apollo at my door this world,
darkly lit in thy abode under the Archangel's brow!
opes a walk-through gate of untread places far off
beyond the sunrise where blue-bells hang
by the wall on high, her enchanting slogans of disparity,
needest not thy iron car at Matilda's farm
heaven-ward bent that soldier's grave unknown,
away from what to my mind still in subtle reality
less defined by time, the music of her anklets I hear
still wed to my thoughta tapping noise o'er my head,
some shadow fell from myrtle in my bed of crimson joy,
rest content be oblivion of a host among daffodils,
of golden tress his hair upon the sand dunes
in full bright summer of days that are gone,
pricked with a furr coat in the cellar-barn,
her stumbled feet stampeded the throne,
of darkened earth's infernal grove thy most high deserts,
apart from where you tread the mundane shell,
I my secret hath kept at the gallows of thy feet.

(C)Naveed Khalid

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Date Created: Thursday,01 September,2016 7: 23 PM

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