Naveed Akram Poems

Take a lower place is this institution we call happiness,
For then the dogmas are reduced, forever a pledge is witnessed.
This sadness is my place, letting freezing temperatures
Make us a simpleton, a sensible robe to wear.
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Sending to the other half a letter,
I write towards the edge of insanity,
As royal favours mark the considerations
Like oil of the gun and oil of the pun.
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I say a No to life if I'm a doubter of trades
Or a rejector of wishes for another being;
Throughout my career the lesions are separate,
Brain after brain resound in the heavens
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The bags of fun one destroys are nothing,
Gels of the loose change combine to fester
And cost the individual an arm and leg.
The funny men of the decade are murder
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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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