Naveed Akram Poems

In the name of a god one forgets a riddle,
The sparks fly with fury and heat
Inside the damaged centers of life.
One king is conning another king,
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Scarred and bearing marks of ghosts,
The injured fellow abstains from blood
And the noise of his straightforward heart;
Mingled with the hare is the rabbit.
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Toys discard the real gestures towards pain
And the families at the end of the world stay
As familiar ones would in the same day.
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The rhythm of beauty connives without doubt,
Its sacred beauty is that of beauty but without;
For the forces at work shall consider the rigid
And sworn oath from the heart can contains blood.
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I had nothing to do with revenge,
The entire France began with numerals
Counting the costs of revenge,
For enough force had evolved
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I read the lines of a book of strength,
Inside the leaves of the voluminous object
Hides a rhyme and a ride of epic proportions.
Hide their luck, hidden are their faculties,
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Like their best work, a back road built so long ago
Was hiding something decaying as the pavement,
Overgrown in some places with moss and green
Like the murders of the district and radio.
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If I were a living leaf my wonders would cease,
Fierce spirits could unleash their spell on us;
The monuments hiss, church bells swing,
Fellows of the dust amaze me with their cloudiness,
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Never do rights of a man vanish from the prison,
Frowning with delight the mad men utter phrases
That try one to the bone, with a swift betrayal
And collapsed muscle, this very leg of lamb.
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I was bothering your throne of business,
In the name of heaven the routine,
In this much disputed heaven of zeal.
I was badly suffering, so terrible a man
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