Naveed Akram Poems

The greatest and best island of this world
Creates a sense of peace for the world.
The people desire its importance to shine,
Your own wickedness is then launched
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The family entered a pact called a religion,
Inside this cast of characters you behold strong engagements.
Joy is substantial in this work of Man,
My relatives are my relationships forever.
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Forced by tragedy the tradesmen sell their goods,
Damning the praises coming for their livelihoods;
Cotton, wool and silk give in to their owners,
Wealth shall empower some of the loaners.
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He was still at her feet,
In a tone of despair,
As if he soon after came
And produced justice.
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The wedding-feast is over,
The lawn is dark again,
Shadows boil and become royal,
Like witnesses of the puzzle.
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Naturally my neat handwriting
Carries me further than the rest.
The caressed mothers dress to obviously
Believe in criminals and malefactors.
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You care for me, you fear me,
Like a kitten is brushed by its mother.
The middle of the year may surrender,
It describes union of the family.
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Let them dry their clothes
As fresh as ripe fruit.
Wear them both even in deathblows,
Clothes are supreme as fruit and absolute.
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My name has degrees of description,
Yet as we speak, the whole left and right
Is again in fruition, in dictation,
Whilst the reach of the hands is light.
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