Naveed Akram Poems

Long life can end the cityscape on a day called yesterday,
Hand over the juice of your kidney as terror be at bay,
Sent over quite a lot I do deceive you with, and more than it,
To lie to oneself your bigger extra innocence bit.
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Height of wrongity was well and weird,
A laughter is sounded to accuse further,
And keeping straightforward the nonsense behold,
The simple lesson you abstain and roar.
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Begin to undersize him even now,
And when he realises you, say how.
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The Blue is one to argue all the while,
Yet I was then to say the ever real.
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Both of the brothers of grace and style,
Guarantee a folder of a real mile.
Their stages are straight and splendid,
To call but the might of the dread.
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I passionately walk as a soldier, the marching is swearing,
And I stride too hard, I stroke the pillar that is abusing.

My bridge collapses after a few bombs of calamity,
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