Agar, Agar Poem by Naveed Khalid

Needest not I to beweap my outcast state
forlorn,
away from e'ery departed look
to my shipwrecked dreams,
guides me my moving that star
of thy most high deserts;
rest content be oblivion of a host
among daffodils,
more temperate than darling buds
of may in full bright summer,
her cherubim Wing of glorious days
from past woes be made new,
beside the bed of oak in the late evening
e'ery flower upon a barren heath;
shall carry no burden of thy yoke too dear,
from off so deep a slumber at midnight lease
hath rent this world of waking hour;
awhile but to think on thee in thy graceful ease,
not least to corrupt the mind
in nurslings of immortality,
of laurel wreath thy myrtle crown,
our queen shall wear her head
that day of unaltered eye in rosemary garden.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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Title Revised: FromBeadles To Agar, Agar