Shimmering Silver

Shimmering silver combines its sight with life,
I seem to think and consider first, with this knife.
I have a woman of gold, a place to surround,
The kings and queens are our companions around.

One place is too many sites in the world,
Offered by the master of delight, offered and swirled.
This world is a dream-world so workable and right,
Then watch the whole event with candlelight.

The whole night is selling objects too lovely,
My hazards are numerous and I am free;
Then the knights of the table gather always,
Learned too much in the cause of the birthdays.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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