What in tribute to her Muse of old
my feather'd pen hath writ,
that peacock-plum'd crown
of ten thousand & one Jewel a night;
and upon this wall of paint'd sky
for poetry competition:
I never knew be so renowned,
that our Queen shall wear her head.
(C) Naveed Khalid
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