Naveed Akram Poems

That power that requires us is to be a saying,
Powerful is life of an ancient time when they said their life.
It is joy too powerful when imprints are made
On the heads of blooded men and women -
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I have been stating a fact,
I have been stating that oil is rife
In a country like ours, rising above the rest
Of the world.
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It is enough, what I felt,
When hope was conflict,
And I designed my body into rhymes
To include my hope as love.
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Three ghosts to the head of my thoughts
Have the bowels to fuss over my teapots.
Three are beauty and homage and kindness,
Names suited on the characteristics of their blindness.
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I die over my medals, which make my nose run,
For the tears I tried to suppress, but no use,
Both hands can not cope with any old illness,
The way of death, and the ways of heaven.
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I loath all that does not exist like His Gathering,
Killing this ideal has been rejected by those nearby.
They are my neighbours, they are my pride,
But what does it mean to the denizens of mighty homes.
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Bigness we must love, and we have to love it,
Proposing different values is a good start,
But must we finish our natural urges to
Submerge our endeavours into cruelty?
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A deep ravine has beaten the love of a dog,
Chasms are fathomed by his imagination,
Lots of wood have blamed him with outbursts,
And the rubber of caves is deeming an outburst.
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I announce a warning and reminder,
Posing a new question,
A simple statement of elegance,
Once ago, it was never said.
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I thank a man on strength of skills and wealth,
His only handsome face was felt above and below
Wherever that man journeyed through,
He encountered my friendship, and me.
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