Postman Poem by Naveed Khalid

See! how autumn leaves by the wind
in age-old garden wither;
and unsettl'd page upon,
these stars with love are scatter'd
at thy feet,
that you may find your way
back to heaven above- -
thy last abode of untread dreams;
where but you suffice
at a bloody post
for window shopping!


(C) Naveed Khalid


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Date Created: Friday, November 23,2012 4: 37: 45 PM