Naveed Akram Poems

Hymns are like the hands of a priest,
The life carried songs for the dance.
Don’t look at beauty delivered
For the guise of its form is eternal
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You are to go someday
To a faraway land, so fair.
The fairyland is simple,
For your enjoyment.
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Your innocence brings order to us,
It reminds us of our heaven,
This religion is pure and crimeless.
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Towards the statements I make comes a lorry or truck,
Instead of their wheels my words I take in my stomach.
The hunger of a puck is about and around the world,
Food enters the mouths of motors and trains, unfurled.
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Poems say so much to me,
Like openings of a letter that cry,
Also acts relate to their themes,
As flies still surge in their flight;
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One star divides due to a godly dispute
Yesterday, when today the feelings are lame,
Long hair devises a cure for the nightingale
As it visits your window and door every day.
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Fine clothes ruin nobody,
A sea of change has emitted
Rays of a decision that affects,
And fine clothes make you work.
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Deep in complexity we decide the future
As the trees bow to the mercy of Nature;
Black-and-white scenes bestow grace
On the green scenery we call a naturalness.
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On a good-boy Saturday evening
Walking with my father in the Park,
Linking heads and hands like players
In a tournament we have attended, we are sensible
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Sent to the prison, sending is a gift,
Like childhood and youth in a fit of glory;
My loves of this world are numberless,
Never does the ground grow beautifully.
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