Naveed Akram Poems

Being nearby was never enough,
Some worthwhile hours were spent.
Actually present, the boy and girl carried
Each other like the trains that pass the night.
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The pure gaze that last kept me
Vexed my indoor life as much as anything.
I collected the old keys and thimbles
Unlike the odd disasters so played.
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My lunch is supper when the sun surprises me
At noon. The dry leaves excite my being
In the ways of the season I experience.
This food we surpass darkens the life
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The sun sank rapidly, and he liked looking straight,
So that the sun would dance and emit flames;
It brought an understanding to the forehead
About the burden attached to so few people.
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Days glided away from the seats of pleasure,
The quick spirit was mastered by the face;
Havoc of months and years persuaded me
To see the arrangements, and the several libraries
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Say to me my song in tomorrow’s time,
At the table preach to me the wisdom
Of your book, the many-sided volume
That turns into food or lunch.
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Fire speaks such cowardice, always in ringing torture,
The lesser speech enters one igniting the fuel for anger;
This instrument strays and displays forty times,
Like expertise of a beggar, the whole question arises.
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I was dead, then alive.
Wept tears smothered the ground.
I went wild and had to be confined,
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All in the worlds learn
Of the goodness, and in doing
This key of the door
You knock on people’s pride
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Again I stood at the rising moon,
A deep bell rang from the summit of honour;
I laughed too loudly at all that exists,
The moon was silver and the sun was gold,
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