Naveed Akram Poems

One day You ask: What are you up to?
- I work for lattices
And concoct doors for lamps.
The door to heaven will be split,
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Love came and my name remained
To be filled with awe afterwards;
It was light and enragement from the wind
And the weather became sweet afterwards.
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If you do not cast away souls
My living and dying shall cease;
I shall come with love and bear corn,
Like the fields of heavenly gardens.
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A pious man brings a gift for the lame one,
It is a rosary with thousands of beads;
His tortures do never seize him,
For he prays so acceptably in the eyes of His Lord.
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And you sit there, tearing your face,
I am found already to be about you.
Adoration, love and splendid emotion
Fills the air of this planet of warmth.
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On the way, something particularly caught me,
As if surprise had cancelled the effort of a lifetime;
While I explained my path in life to myself,
A little animal jumped on me with its jaws,
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A future claim is indulgence for me,
The eyes of the world make a sacrifice;
The crying and the dying is for me,
For my death creates my life again in heaven.
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Not many people enter the contentment,
A reader of stories creates a dismal fact
Because he or she desires the bringing of facts.
In the broad bold night of the days we extend
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I sat quite still, like a beast at work
For the father began to suggest a work;
The dresses overwhelmed the mountain
Of lovers that overcame the loathers of heat.
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I am so many years in wealth,
I was placed in the white dress of youth,
My station of importance was a shawl of health,
The sailing shoulders represented real riches.
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