Balcony In The Chapel Poem by Naveed Khalid

Of subservient nature's most ardent desire
that through such hunches pour forth
of woe-begone days to some rivulet blue,
my shipwrecked dreams in the late evening,
hath made woolly bright thy lamb of old,
pricked with needle thread her hair knots
of night-long love,
a crowd of host among daffodils;
whitening cold and numb that star in white bier
too but braves thine holy eyen:
against the world of thy most high deserts,
I seekest no revenge of beauty's bride,
ere in silent hours of soliloquy her stumbled feet,
makes wither e'ery fig leaf in autumn;
stretched across a golden bough
in Cherubim Wing that crow's quill
of laurel wreath thy myrtle crown,
our Queen shall wear her head,
that unaltered day of merry, merry christmas.

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Date Created: Friday, December 18,2015 3: 39: 53 PM