Naveed Akram Poems

Obese facts like the trails,
Paths of destruction are limited;
May fortune be warrior,
Obesity is a risk of the war.
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Positions of war are becoming fast
Offered to men of steel, and welcoming spirit.
Killing is a fine art, pain is anger
Much like a pain in the head and heart.
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Saving a sentence requires bad light,
Enough of the prison is alight;
May fortune save us once tonight,
Like the fires of heaven and hell.
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My accusation is polite but he does not listen too much to me,
Poetry is the cause of this reluctance as he shines tomorrow.
Men and women are so trustworthy at times, like gunpowder
And its result after much ploy and tactics of fine powder.
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I talk over hearts that conquer and be silent over you,
Fixing the headache too late in life and family over you.

I open the breasts of the lame and innocent, letting leprosy
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Save all Hope and give in to Joy,
Peace is above the reasonable boy,
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Basic abilities are the life of my work,
Just be authority, and certain trees are grown.
The sender of thoughts shall weigh half,
Justice finds a place for the weak and infirm.
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Inside we swallow a storm of music,
The cuttlefish run their rhythm when accosted;
They have intellect, they have insulation,
But do they have these both or nothing like it?
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There was something harming me
Not embracing me with kindness.
My progeny shall weep over my fixed glance
I held in the picture of my youth.
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An ordinary organization becomes excessive
In its use of words, to confound the other people.
A gathering descends from the sky to last
For a very long time in troubles of yours.
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