Naveed Akram Poems

Offer him roses, exactly the same roses
You picked in the middle of the day.
Light is travelling from them, forcing its way,
Like the roses in colour, in bloom, in love.
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There is gold where the bronze is consumed
Like the statues we stride on.
Truly the words of a man call him by the neck,
After the phrases are learnt of purity.
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A wear is all of you, like me,
But when do you just wear;
The answer brings a morning ski
In snow, in too much stare.
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There is no equality without stubbornness,
To tell inside this seeking thought
So as to inculcate the meanings too dear.
With both eyes and with both ears
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The very stick of young spirits,
Is a famous staff of higher light.
The many joints and many tools
Have many reasons of magic.
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The disobeying son is a little thought for the father,
When this disobedience arrived and departed.
Disobedience had effects on the family like a pan has with juices,
Cooking with fire and tasting better, yet in danger of burning.
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Here the hats that hasten the act
Climb on heads for the wearing.
To be quick the attire is solved
For thinkers have hats too sound.
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The future is our goal for the putting,
An appointed lot, denigrating the past
As if the anchor called the present is also
For the past, as the fulcrum is perfect and formed.
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Anything obscure and dangerous
We meet with eyes of heightened alertness;
Danger is a weapon for injury,
I found the injured man, then the locality
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Dim and indefinable is this place,
It is hard to understand why it is Space.
Of doubts is the black globe I am in,
This is Space, the true odd reflection of life.
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