A Bridal Song Poem by Naveed Khalid

How unmov'd by time thy age-old monument
stands still the same at Darien Peak!
how unconquer'd thy triumphant beams
amidst summer's sun, everyday arise; arise
by swana's lake, a broccoli,
pourest love through veins of autumn leaves;
venice hath her golden bow in the trees,
blush'd roses melt in lover's breath;
violet blues in the ocean green sink
small orange skies in the late evening;
and laid to rest in bed of oak---sleep!
when worldly dreams begin,
see! how blest by thy sight,
are unchain'd from the skyline
of thy most high deserts upon the sand dunes:
a tress of golden hair among wild flowers
opes a private door unto the backyard
of thy garden; wherein bluebells hang
by the windowsill of an old house:
lord! that our most esteem'd Poet
is remembered well on a merry-weather-day,
must we love him forever more in hades of a star-y velorum;
a meted-out word is capped with sentinels of first frost her falling snow,
for seventy long winters be still thy fair lamb in November;
breaks the first light at dawn thy myrtle crown 25
under the cow's shed; mother is waiting to hear the church bell toll
santa's mini skirt of a dragon skin at clover-beach;
oft goes uncheck'd by the west wind in autumn
of thy book, a pea-green boat in Greek fable or allegory,
our picturesque story tell
of the moon-lit wedded night at Minerva's golden brow.31

(C) Naveed Khalid

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Dated Created: Monday, August 27,2012 12: 41: 19 PM

* On December 4,2021 at18: 24 pm, some of the lines redefined and rewritten, commending to make it a 31 liner poem.