Naveed Akram Poems
|4921.||Your Walk Has Made You A God||7/1/2007|
|4924.||Youth Has A Charm||6/14/2008|
|4925.||Youth Is Splendour||2/20/2009|
|4928.||Zoo Of Life And Death||7/15/2014|
For Every Storm
For every storm there is a room
And find the palace now,
From deserts are a tomb and gloom,
Where clothes must just allow.
The clothing kisses us on cheek,
When effort made us worse,
The cloth we wear is rather chic,
And worry is a curse.
The storm shall grow at all the speed
That problems make us mad,
You did not follow, or then bleed
As madness is your dad.
Man And Woman Of Success
The man of success is the man of lambs,
He is sacrificed and blessed due to godliness;
Then the moral philosopher has spoken of his
Illness and ailment and disease that threatens,
The men of thought are indeed too divine for this.
To think is to succeed, to bless is to unite,
For the further the mood of laughter
Is further the thought of humour, the need