Naveed Akram Poems

I wish that my words were to touch God
As mountains leap to strange places with their wisdom.

The insects are alive like the butterfly,
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A man is a lover of God, so desire him as his heart is great,
This man should never cease his utterances of faith, even crying.

For the man of God knows that God exists, learning of Him
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If you ask the gender of a person he will reply
That the sky observes yourself as well as him or her.

Lift the face into the cosmos, with personal conjugations,
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My dreams are my possessions, they stagnate and
Intertwine, like roaming nomads, internal progressions.

My paths are many in the world, but one is the supreme,
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Love is whipping me like my master,
It is not in the condition of slavery,
But it holds the weapons of passion.
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The appearance of this world
Is of the four elements,
They are earth, air, water and fire.
One stands still like a reed,
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Is your praying a heart of mine?
Your kindness overreaches and flattens.
To submit is to override the one who first
Sees this act, this is the heart of mine.
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Do not seek me with the heaven of seeking,
Do not falsely associate partners with my God.
I have a secret of the abundant grace involved
In the attraction and repulsion of the electron.
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My sleeping is weird and windy, deep and dramatic,
For sudden seizures overtake me in sincere smiling.
My sleeping of the heart and the mind is of worlds,
Words shape the face of my life and existence.
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It was the norm to introduce the desk,
Towards the work of a variation or two,
Still the prosecution required the Bible.
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