Naveed Akram Poems

I clash with books, with words of enormous depth,
The meaning on the page is that of beauty.
I see fire in the whole of literature, the whole poison,
When information has a path, forming beauty.
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A bubbly drink has entered my stomach,
Through a period of time, in a minute.
The whole question is answered,
A little worry has disappeared,
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It is terminated, finished and complete,
The writing on the pages of my book.
I have learnt of the distress, the look of disease,
Such as intelligence and wisdom of hard strength.
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The rain petered out after days,
Suddenly the rain began always.
The fashion of the club we call the nation
Was a fashion of rain, rain and erosion.
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The reason for living with love is fine,
The goals of love remain, they are fine.

Watch the lovers in the streets forever,
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In this house is a garden of delights,
Tomorrow we play on the grass for our appetites.
We eat and play and roam and die
In the grounds of the place that lie.
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You have certain illnesses in the way of life,
The formations and tissues inside us are in the way of life.

My offspring are never ill because of my efforts,
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