On The High Pedestal
by Shahida Latif
When I unfurl, unfold my wings,
For the new flight and fresh trip,
I remember you by recollecting
Memories of the past.
Drops of tears like lamps
Begin to hang on the lashes,
The colourful stars begin to glimmer
On the hems of my dress.
I feel the ravened sky looking at me
With the smile of a saint, as if
God begins to lay, spread new tracks,
And I trespass the boundaries
Of self-control to cover the distances long,
With fresh zeal, laden with unseen trials,
But I see you standing there in front,
On the high pedestal of the destination
Awaiting and beckoning me to embrace.
End of the poem
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- Come, Come, Whoever You Are by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Пируя праздник возвращенья
- Love Expression in Marriage
- Sonnet 12
- Robert Burns: Song Composed In August:
- Inscription on a Grotto, the Work of Nine Ladies. poem – Alexander Pope
- Miscast I poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Иван Бунин – За рекой луга зазеленели
- Justification by William Strode
- Sestina Otiosa by Sir Walter Raleigh
- As a Beam O’er the Face of the Waters May Glow by Thomas Moore
- Lament of Mary, Queen of Scots by Robert Burns
- Spinster by Sylvia Plath
- Fragment. Welcome Joy, And Welcome Sorrow poem – John Keats poems
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