Naveed Akram Poems

All around my head is a strong sickness,
Come to the bed of flowers that wilt.
Dressed in red, in purple and yellow,
They turn their faces to those with brains
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One lies to please me into oblivion,
Each orchestra has attacked,
One mighty blow has encrypted itself,
Feelings will now disappear.
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Make circles in circles then entertain them,
Pose new thoughts for the astute of this earth;
One sees on a weekday the beginning of descriptions,
A newspaper walks freely with new thoughts and men.
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Open the doors to faith glistening within the breasts
Of men who you ponder on and worship with glee;
Their faith is bigger than a thousand monuments,
Fixing their stare over the negroes and westerners
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The impossible men wear masks and parade their ownership,
Tightly they embrace and wield the swords so begotten.
One skirt tightens and then frocks are bitten to pieces
By the wind that stirs, rocking the innocent beasts of the city.
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The unknown is the beautiful one,
The one that stares and encompasses.
It presides and collects the gem stones,
Sparkling in the minds of men who see.
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To be is a must, to be requires justice,
For just people are rational men,
For jealous prisoners work like criminals
Internally requesting freedom of desire.
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A colonial fleet suffered a fate too fading,
It was engaged with the armies of the sea;
Comprised mainly of names of the orders,
Warships of the navy expected worse health.
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To commandeer death is a notice,
Underneath the ship's awe is a polite one,
For this nearer war is the crest and trough,
A sea of them will undermine us tonight.
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Hairy and cursed are the incarnations
Of this disorder we describe,
Fearful is the man with doom,
Fearsome is the wolf of this kindness.
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