Naveed Akram Poems

A righteous man involves himself in politics,
The rare delights are shared by the one who loves.

The gear of the gestures creeps in too late,
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He sees us, we are in lines of hearts,
The sharing few combine to permeate the cosmos;
One of us is bolder than most, a faint
Man is against the flow of society.
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I am dreaming of a cure,
Middle way, in the very middle.
My ailment is recognised by some,
Before abolition of the laws.
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You have been knowledge of the unseen affairs,
I have committed boredom of the sense, of the unseen affairs.

Some give duty to the realm of the heavens and earth,
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Should we dive, should she strive?
The swimming is open to conjecture.
My words are swifter than policies
Lulling the mind with subtle tales.
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Higher than love is the burden of death,
Huge is the price of this Morse Code.
My death is like a horse running to its home
With hay at the end of its journey.
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The city is sinking, the louts are awaiting
Their destructive days, the city is linking.
One returning visitor has announced the city
And its earthquakes, how a big house rumbles.
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Freedom is in the land, four months ago,
We are weak and inferred ones, inferior
And superior, graceful and disgraceful.
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To fight a lazy man, who is fatigued by illness,
Causes us to decide gratitude as fast as vastness.
Howl! Pills comb our hair, forever the light is dimming,
Fine are the faces, for the faces are howling, screaming.
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I refrain from his thumb of thinking,
His fingers flicker, his feet fight,
Never touch his being with a speech.
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