Naveed Akram Poems

Who are we?
Are we humans that have made ourselves provisions?
The hierarchy results in collisions
And we are unique, in the way we were.
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The bottomless pit is ceasing to be alien,
A championship arrives to be a good play,
Playing is like childhood in a thought,
Playing with me as a ball-game will grow.
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Force is the absence of thoughts,
Inside this pressure is a precious nature.
May forceful men be absent and free,
An obscure effect has been achieved.
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Calamity is the sin of eternity,
Killing is the art of this sin.
Jostling my shoulders, the people
Are a crowd so rowdy
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Creaking crushed me when I spoke,
A civil chain chased my law of beliefs.
The eminence of a scholar spoke one day,
This denouement from a man was outspoken.
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I am a bystander, a spectacle myself,
Who harms only when desired, fully desired;
I keep a stout opinion, after the love of another,
Minor opinions are aroused, after the love of people.
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For the love of leaping forward,
I am interrupted by no repetitions.
I cried today like a mound of earth and soil
Erupting from the ground by itself.
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