Naveed Akram Poems

I have joy when loves are forsaken,
They are likes now that make the enjoyment.
The joys are numerous, to prefer a pleasure
Is to abstain from wrong, the wrong of danger
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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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Fading into insignificance is a trouble,
We support the love of humans in some fuel;
Yesterday, the lice of evil nature crept on the floor,
With fading significance, without full beauty
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Goats do make a sound of music,
Every animal sounded like sheep;
May God keep each creature in the air,
In ears of men who talk to women about hearing
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As a priest of dedication and devotion
My life is gorgeous, complete and emotional.
The monks climb the ladders of faith,
And my life feigns a disorder, always bold.
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Just today a Minotaur was my friend
In the middle of a maze.
Just this day my friend died from my sword,
This involvement with the destruction
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Charcoal is an impure substance
Called bone-black.
Of the animals is this charcoal
And we ascertain longevity
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The fulcrum of my behaviour is life,
Fortune forced its tentacles, conniving
And banishing the very layer I existed in.
The reality faced me in the head of affairs,
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