Naveed Akram Poems

My talents are as gloomy as the dark grounds,
To be a leek is to be like the grounds of saying,
But vegetables separately speak, and I know
More than you about eating and its manners.
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I see stars in the new ground called the night,
Yawn offering amazement as the sky falls!
Lids of the eyes retry their seat and soil,
Forming illegality from the royalty of theirs.
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I see the words that importantly convey the disguise,
I man these thoughts then in collision, for I die now.
Returning to the guests is my condition and performance;
Since the days I have won, my victory is sealed.
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I really did try to read your stories,
The flooring formed from above,
A fair share was hidden from below,
And the rest of the rhyme was muttered.
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Grey spaces conquer speaking and talents that absorb
The stations of brilliance, a clinic of wonderment;
May the head bulge and destroy the wonders
Found inside the box that sold itself.
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I want to speak to all those willing to speak,
My treatment is to be apologized and woken,
Spindles toward the head shall be windows,
Their ever presence shakes me within.
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My mother told me I was
Beautiful. A wiggling squad of tadpoles
Can recognise my behaviour for them.
For they make different orders,
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A squabbling squawking genius has arisen,
Biting the buying and selling the swine;
My habits have disappeared from the time
I hated the issue and loved the assault.
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Four seasons rumble and fill the year,
Gasping at the wings of delight and decision,
Like apes that arise in midwinter,
Lists of heavenly men and women.
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Very upsetting the eyes became sore,
The soreness can be contemplated;
One thinking moment enables the ideals
To vanish and appear like the cursor.
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