Naveed Akram Poems

I moved from left to right,
To wake up I got angry;
In the deception was a cure,
Sleep had persisted for long now.
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The soul of Britain is upon our saying,
It determines the citizenry, the values;
For we have loved humanity, and fevers
Mark the occasion for some more leading.
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The tattered man had a tone of repetition,
With his speech the direct conversation flowed.
He regarded the awakening as a joining of hands,
The ground received a rude call from his hands.
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The cutting of trees is distinct for we play,
Escape routes exist to last for generations.
A growth arises in the muddy waters,
Slaves seem to decay as the land alters.
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Sun and moon hidden all day and night,
Up here dusk and dawn, full of the mountain;
They contain rivers and streams for your view,
Days and months are endless from the top.
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In dazzling depths of night,
I live with light and darkness
As the lamp is fixed in the air.
A perched jewel supposes its worth
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A real man,
Who draws his breath from life itself,
Meets another man; both are wildly clad,
Looking around for wealth.
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Behold, within the leafy shade,
Those famous dwellings called nests:
Bird’s eggs and twigs gathered.
Stay near me, as I uproot
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In this still place, a very shower
Is sprayed on the cloth or crust;
Does then the soldier blast the sky
With his discharges, now that he is free?
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Behold him! On the dewy ground, dark and cold,
Like a strange marvel or hero of the night.
Will anyone tell me what he is like?
I saw him singing at his work,
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