Naveed Akram Poems

A table wooden to the bone cushions my side of the bone,
Tables and chairs, chairs and tables work hands and feet.
My real furnished appearance stages a welcome,
By talismans so religious and bold, and also stronger than the furniture.
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An energetic flow has emerged for the innocent,
You are death when in stubbornness;
Gorgeous pain subsides forming us in splendour,
The death of a man struggled once more.
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I see through you when you speak,
Opening closed doors as you sleep;
Dreaming is again one of the activities
Throwing its use when in a period.
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We are searchers of truth, to the noon,
Friends and fiends alike search for it.
It is our own reflection that inspires others,
One longs for escape and murder.
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My mind made flesh and became the brain,
Our wonderful nature is in us to exactly report;
Be ignored, sew and stich, have tricks,
But above all, take holy water as the best.
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These hearing ears. My teeth shine forcibly for you,
My fingers are there soon to outshine and out endure.
I am a drowning sailor of higher wisdom,
Waking up is difficult but we manage to.
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It occurs to small acts accordingly,
Display some of these ways once you smile.
The lead bullets smartly rip and roar
Evolving into wounds so downright disasters.
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The end of spring is the end of years of hard ache,
One felt beauty to be a metallic work of suddenness;
The endings so summoned meant gravity of sin,
Once the reasons were declared for the peace.
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