Oldman Poem by Naveed Khalid

No such thought hath ever escaped my mind,
that by time I write before you think so;
and in this blessed innocence of thy presence,
which if be loved by thy journey through the world,
the more the pen will move ahead of time
when no beauty's image is enough without thee,
I behold you everywhere in the mirror
in whose light alone I've travelled this far,
this sight needs no witness of eyes by looks,
nor by a shadow that my love grows old;
but O! by the sun this silver lining
each day arise from sullen earth at morn.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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