Naveed Akram Poems

I love my brain as an intellectual man,
It contains and drinks like an able man.

The body collides with another joy,
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My actions are straightforward,
They are blessed by the lords afterward.
My acts place me in the region of life,
They coordinate my prosperity as an afterlife.
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A quick embrace is all you need more than the scheme,
A little life slides down the arm, more to blaspheme.
The roads in arms and legs stain the road with life
That ended one day ago, when I had a wife.
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The streets may be colourful
Yet you are sensible and comical;
The road may change when left
But your gaze is special as theft.
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Life is more like life,
Death is a culture of the throat
And its power is quenching,
The soul masters the body when on arrival
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Going to miraculous places is seldom accomplished,
My shot is again made by the gun in my hand.
I have an aim, I have pain making my claim;
This boy in the mirror is me and I want to live forever.
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A fist is worn by the man who has a skull,
Killing the bones, taking on something mindful;
It rested in the chest, the heart, where it bled
Due to heat and head being hard, in the bed.
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The skies are upon the snow and land of innocence,
Offering one choice and no option, there is absence.
The sky may singly describe the mountainous lane
As a monument does its stand, like water and ice.
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May hills form from illness of the planet,
Erosion of landforms make them of the planet.

Exposure to the elements will kill your substance,
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The trees of darkness are tall, wise and livid with rage,
A cheese slice is covering our eyes then the tree-cage.
Black trees are not yellow, red and orange
But the slice of fun moved like a lunge.
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