Naveed Akram Poems

The small television was on us and them,
It could make more for the years than dust
On the books and rules of the pen.
Writing for its sacredness compiles a larger area,
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He tossed the map to the side,
A road emerged for the undertaking.
This day a route was produced
For the three miles or so.
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The magic of a song unearths a singer,
This dwarf of beauty envies nothing;
The entrenched soul is like a dragon
Of smoke and fiery breathing in songs.
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To say the many-faceted reliefs was a stone to throw,
Into the pond it was delivered, to be picked up and thrown.
One fish was like guards, the guards were customary to
The region, as this county behaved and answered like spies.
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To envy is to die for the sport,
The block of wood was broken
So faster than the wood of the heavens,
Let their spices run deep.
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To tie the neck of a man in union
Connects to the humane race of men;
Without the bridges underneath them,
Some are without.
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Both of them boss the rivers and sea,
Each can blend the beginning and end,
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Do not know why you are turning back,
Come dance and rejoice, form us up.
There’s time enough for destinations,
In droughts the time resounds and laughs.
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Dehydrating so much like a limit,
The demanding started and this was delighting.
Loading them with accusations is like delaying,
Promote and sweep the older people,
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If ever the stealth of a man is in the asking,
Your favour has been read and fully stated.
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