Naveed Akram Poems

Someone always enjoys the spring of the year,
I already share my thoughts with the summer of the year;
A lovely ending is a gracious beginning,
One has relationships to enlighten
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One forgets people who disappear only twice,
Underneath the visage is a hidden fault
To be masked for all eternity;
Like the offices of the state that ponder on the crowds
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The stories that abide in the folklore
Are literate for their ideals and realism;
Those lessons are pages, those mediums
Constrain the song, and the eventual decline
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My nights are immersed in life,
Having seconds to mime the words
Today.
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My death has been spared by the alacrity
Of the movement that swears to some faults;
My goose is over in its graveness,
My goose is winging its way to my soul.
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The wise ones say they are afraid of words,
You live your existence with the wisdom of today;
But the calves of this world deny gears that matter,
They are providers of beautiful flesh to be so selfless.
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Well met by the animals of the past,
He is sands, he is winter of the light;
By this tragic beginning a futility has come,
The dunes deplore this person of the flesh.
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To return to the harmful carries wit,
Inside the island is a world hated,
Feeling like the gun that swings to and fro.
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The famous rule the world like words of the biblical passages,
Their paths cross and elaborate the virtuous world with messages;
One remembers the fame of the obliged one who displays sacredness,
His faith guarantees us with its pleasure, as the faith mourns and cries.
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Thirsty icons are displayed by the public,
Then messages revolve to astound the majors
Who control the lesser troops of the day and night,
Much is to be sought in this haystack.
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