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
15 random poems
- The Return poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Consumption by William Cullen Bryant
- Le Christianisme by Wilfred Owen
- Огюст Барбье – Котел
- Without Ceremony by Thomas Hardy
- Jacaranda by Norma Martiri
- Sunflowers by Martin Willitts Jr.
- Defamation by Rabindranath Tagore
- The Wine by Sara Teasdale
- Владимир Вишневский – Из дневника читателя
- The Princess And The Goblins by Sylvia Plath
- The Promise of Sleep poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Robert Burns: Verses Intended To Be Written Below A Noble Earl’s Picture:
- Duns Scotus’s Oxford poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Among Children by Philip Levine
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