Cowboy Ii Poem by Naveed Khalid

Of untamed heart and cold thy most high deserts,
that from the debris of ruined ashes to titanic visions afar,
this enigma of your dream goes loitering around the world;
I've not enough strength to bear the burden of thy yoke too dear,
to catch up with those flies you'd them beaker full
of our unmet desires in full bright summer;
above a fire-hurst in thy e'erlasting love o'er the lagoon:
I could see them making castles in the air by the sweat of thy brow
ah, too soon shall fade this crippled countenance to my decaying form abides;
that crow's quill of plumed hat on knees in ruffled feathers,
of smokey suburbs by the shabby island under the canopy of a hut.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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