poet Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari

Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari

Roses Underneath Thy Feet

That was a dream of Innocence,
Which you crushed so elegantly;
Under your Divine Feet.

That was a song for a Newborn,
Which you sang so maliciously;
In a Gentleman’s Club.

That was a beauty made for Heavens,
Which you put up for sale last night;
In the Backstreet Flea-Market.

That was a man made for Humanity,
Which you killed day before yesterday;
In a fit of Animated Ecstasy.


Sep 27,2008

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Poem Edited: Monday, May 25, 2009

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