Naveed Akram Poems

The sun wears solitude's grace,
Finding the art so belabouring,
And keeping news of your comfort.
The heat of the stars combines,
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Why does my stay be staring at this red fountain?
I grin, but do not discern the special colours;
Cascading joyous light emits through the gushing water,
Rushing, like the illness of a fever that burdens the joy.
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I see my poetry in collision with particles,
They differ and wonder as to their neighbours,
These words drink from a massive vacuum,
So behaviour is then limited in these groups.
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Inside the islands of despair are creatures
So divine that they emit rays of supreme manhood;
Some of these primitive, perfect men are like ghosts
Of the night, evil in nature as the progress shows.
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Lost being, nearly the height of crow’s flight,
You are indignant, as if you are angry of sight.
Still beautiful, this lost meaning is gathered,
The dyes of youth becalm us afterward.
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That idea in my mind is indispensable,
Thoughts conquer another man’s philosophy,
The ideal way of life contrives justice and scholarship.
May we tread in these puddles of knowledge,
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Do not perceive the differences of youth and old age,
Keep apart the deceitful from the honest population.
This demands you postulate a doom for the losers,
Falling into your chair, keep honest helpers.
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Intelligence strives for completion of tasks,
Inside the holes and work, the very flasks.
May we steal the treasure of all time and infinite space,
Then intelligent beings shall perish, along the walls that disgrace.
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I need the sky like a stage has been performed,
Stages of the astronomical man seem to resonate.
His accusation seems strange to humankind,
The stars of our love occupy and astonish,
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