Chocolate Poem by Naveed Khalid

Your fancy roams about the world
like you think you know
how to be alone that bewailing night asleep;
so off-hand to my sightless view,
a love-sick thought on thee,
goes soaring high above the dale
in silent hours of soliloquy,
of darkened days to some rivulet blue:
my shipwrecked dreams
shall bear no witness in thy name,
when all else fades away in the back log of memory,
I look at a falling star,
that from a fickled foe's fumbled mouth hath spilled
the green-eyed beans, darkly lit in thy abode,
ah, under the canopy of a hut, too deep for woe,
the cat still purrs at the citadel in the cellar barn.

(C)Naveed Khalid

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Date Created: Wednesday, August 19,2015 6: 08: 45 PM

Comment: Most of us are prone to our own daemons, which leads us to false human alienation or 'unnatural consanguities', a looming threat to fight against at all times; whther be it the by-product of our thought's predefined archetypesor in terms of gender, race, age and family ties is befitting to our way of life.