Dragon Heart Of A Woman I Poem by Naveed Khalid

(Inspired by William Blake's painting:
The Great Red Dragon and the Woman Clothed in Sun)

O ye tell me not in mournful numbers of world forlorn,
or fickled foe of my heart in red-woven hair-knots,
that in eternity of thy most high deserts;
oft I behold through staircase window of the wall,
that in e'er melting snow to night-long love more bright
than e'ery fig leaf in autumn wind with pen-pricked angels,
too, but besmeared with time at midnight lease in waking hour,
barred of such looks to eyes so blind in morning's pure serene:
of our shared benevolence marked by that forfeited dark in Hades of a star,
that crow's quill needest no light in thy graceful ease,
ah, awhile but to think on thee at sunset of the evening sky.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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