Naveed Akram Poems

My life is my abbey, fully praised,
By those who entered freedom,
In the foreign way we crazed
And then left over wisdom.
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A plant has bloomed into a flower very well,
Seeds were sown yesterday, only the bluebell.
Using sunlight and hero-worship is best,
Regretting any extolling that was abreast.
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Your face is smiling due to age,
My age will erupt in your face
And show laughter as well, like a page;
May the gods turn over their airspace.
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May living be an art for the curiosity,
This curious jelly is full of animosity;
My founder is of my religion,
He came and objected to a decision.
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Up in the clouds of the sky is a new horizon,
Felling the trees down below is like invasion.
How are the clouds so superb with those waterfalls?
May God speak suddenly about the nightfalls.
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Flow with custom in the light of drama,
This new disposition is working like a dream.
May the mercy erupt and show clarity
In the noting down of principles so shameless.
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Fading into cruel shapes, my dreams are clothes,
Anxious harm erupts in my mind to scatter echoes.
Dreams are a foray of inner dreams from life,
Then the surgeon arrives and departs, he causes the knife
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