Eternity I Poem by Naveed Khalid

The final doom of poetry
hath come to an end
in today's age;
when all can see
the immediate object of beauty:
the cold effect of some eternal sight,
wherein the imagery, less used to eyes
hath a greater impact
of what the Master hath writ
upon the dislocator of the mind,
cut-out from his voice, can be found
in the dark recesses of nature;
but only if you stay close to him,
you would find what he is doing
down there in spare time, all the while,
our G-Man, pouring poems
from out of the last judgment,
which we are still living
to an everlasting day.


(C) Naveed Khalid

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