Bliss Poem by Naveed Khalid

Tell me, how many are they in a row,
what colour, scheme or thing
defines a rainbow, dampened in the rainforest;
of eyes so blind beyond the sunrise,
among many a star of thy most high deserts,
the eagle on wings in wild ecstasy of pure heaven,
of snow-capped myrtle by the sea-ashore,
has a hold me height to that day of unaltered eye:
darkly lit in thy abode, hung aloft the ghastly night,
this world of my shipwrecked dreams in rosemary garden.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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