Naveed Akram Poems

Residence of peace has stories and telling,
House of Error is the selling pleasure,
The right of Hell is just not yours,
Why does Heaven keep doors?
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Redness obstructs the colours we find dim, so fabulous.
Blue skies are above us all. They become red and orange
When always the sun has changed its spots. It cheats.
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Stage after stage,
Thunder has been passed.
Concentrate on the noise
To go away.
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Worthy is you if worthier is the bone you lick,
Often the hammer has a guess and kiss,
That wonder can be a bonus to each and every woman and child
And every man. Yet I find it in me to erase all hope and entity!
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It is distressful pleasure telling fountains to cry,
To no symbol to keep a once renewal,
A fake treasure on keeping with union,
Onto it is the celebration and festival that began.
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Shatter and matter, frown if you like,
Frighten the neighbourly people to overstate;
Physically the meanings of odes are sincere,
On this end of the dance we surprise the ends.
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Many play with wands and dazzle the dreamers,
Pain amasses to beleaguer the masses, the tonnes;
But material worlds collect drops of oil and water,
To this end matters close, like the judgement.
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Alphabets bestow wisdom on a clean man,
The air of flowing nature is an air of letters;
My baby rides the moon and returns safely,
The button functions loosely, and finitely.
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My eloquent enchanting day of speech
Finds a fortnight in discussion, with midnight;
Hollow and lovely life is a way of driving down,
Cordial thanks are offered now that you define.
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A deafening sound collapses and enchants
For it is clammy here to achieve brightness.
My cleverness is depressed when I am dumb
During the hard days, then I confuse the public.
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