Nightshade - Poem by Naveed Khalid
Oft I make hallow of a sun around my head,
tinged with stars of old in deep azure
of broken mast-shaft at north;
the four-squared wall on high o'er the lagoon,
that Eagle on wings in Hades of a star,
something to wonder at thy golden brow,
beside a fire hurst in summer's prime,
too, but drowns an eye to some rivulet blue:
of foul fawning bay at my door with pen-pricked angels,
I could see them from afar at sunset of the evening sky,
awaiting to hear the church bell toll by the sea-ashore,
a straw hat on knees in ruffled feathers under the canopy of a hut.
(C) Naveed Khalid
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Date Created: Wednesday, March 04,2015 6: 03: 44 PM
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