Naveed Akram Poems

I saw you in a house of rooms,
It must be saving the bed of contentment,
Feeding the living of people,
Creating contentment as you speak.
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The building thinks on its own,
I am a constructive man
About to work on a livid plain
Under the stars, following ways.
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My love for People is so great,
My heart melts once it has twitched;
The nights break down to slithering pieces
Of dark and darker pieces, shards,
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Now we talk in ways of order,
It must be sometimes the good of being,
Or the rights of a human,
Yet now the disease has spread.
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Now you must walk in circles,
How do you think along the way?
Some of us delay the journey,
Some of us talk deliriously,
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Often I have solutions
To the many additions;
I’m old now, why do I cry?
My living needs to apply.
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I open my eyes to the other side,
Lowering the jaws, guilty of crime;
Offerings are made regularly,
Forcing the life into a stupor.
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With her I was good at people,
The form of people was an example;
Round my neck the tie was cut,
I was an eternal student.
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