Naveed Akram Poems

The circuit of artificial men stammer and stain
The clothes with juices of engrossed men,
A caviar is sent, a turret is in the midst of us.
One finds a carbon dioxide molecule inside us,
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There are small portions of this shadowy dark world
Where males rise from the breasts of dark and desolate hills,
Their soldiery is difficult to dig by their dreary nameless state
For a cloud of incense surrounds those who tread on with journey.
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The sky is nearer to the sun,
And the stars shine so brightly to time,
Then the times roll into each other
Like the hands of a clock,
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A tower seizes the thoughts of a traveller,
Once again, tragedy strikes those below;
The traveller invites repeatedly the men on top
To a duel, and this meant war for them.
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Flowers have souls, flowers disintegrate,
Their gloomy surroundings are brightened.
In the fields of our discontent a cold iceberg
Erupts to uplift our souls that carry the flowers.
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The voice is blooming,
Suggestive of fleeting thoughts;
Yet beauty is the order
Of strong behaviour.
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I flew down to the world of trouble,
A myth waved me when I observed the rights.
Grave innards react with the reduced mountain,
The fire for the rock ignited to loosen the crags.
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The friend is the dwarf, nowhere is the man with stripes,
For his superior officer died with his rights and rules,
Acts came to use the official guise, with elves to prepare
The food.
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Awful burns have divided us in the crashes of the bright,
A coma has been attached to our words of much lift.
The uniform has appeared to be abhorrent, to the senses,
It is completely comfortable and unique, forever this way.
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That will best be read by the best is certain,
That which hurt me will be the constant blessing,
One of us shall dry the one’s choice today,
Let only me now.
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