Naveed Akram Poems

A penumbra masters my mind,
That plethora of beliefs and thoughts;
Mind’s duels are quintessential
For the rate of ideas explodes.
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The world spiritually declines you,
Powers obey those in command;
Hats beside, a little time is needed
To clothe the crust of the world with carpets.
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A warm, smoky evening walked and ran,
Knowing has a certainty, of resentment.
I had thought of significant ideas and moments,
Inner thoughts destroyed me afterwards.
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You slept well after all,
The bed had flexibility;
Boredom blurred the binding
With unconsciousness.
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Once the stars replay their brightness,
A shunned one called a human alerts us
In alarming attitudes, forming the frames
Of a mind that plays on emotions.
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The evening heaven’s restaurant activates, you’re among the last
Who line up outside, making discoveries with food in the mouth,
I’d go slow on the fritters cooked from days and nights in experience
Paid by the engineers of food, a real motley crew.
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Folding the paper suppresses the job of life,
Inside the islands of our sleep awaits the return;
To this return we look and respond, forming years
And more ages and eras for the common good.
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I gather my joint hands to worship,
My supplication is accepted for it dines
On the food of heaven as a bridge or afterlife.
My actions are numberless inside the grave
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The street lights open, you’re among the first to enlighten the night,
Ready for the beliefs of glowing nature at the office, a night of soundness;
I press the video button in vain, carrying messages with me now somewhere else,
Dressing for the never-ever land this summer, finding the birthday a chore.
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A little path digests new hearts,
Heat stabilises the environment
For it kept peace for the next generation,
Lulling the minds of hearers.
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