Naveed Akram Poems

Vast story of pain, lulling the blamed,
Its deadliness was forcing my soldier to run
And hide, forming the reality behind his back;
Your backs are turned to him by the temperature.
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A boy walked to and fro along the bridge,
His mastering of good news was sound and bright;
As the knowledge of wisdom set in from the river,
The waves had spent their effort for too long;
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To enter the heart where answers lie,
You must give your weaknesses away.
This has redness as blood is red,
And we legitimately drive our stored fluids
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The ground I tear from my legs
When gravity is a religion I trust.
The earth managed the stones to hold
My running and walking and breathing.
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Hurry for me and my angelic kindness,
Tomorrow the days are long, and the nights short.
Sadly, the haste in use is of no use,
For the names of people are recorded only by angels.
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The answer of gold is a saying you try,
That golden object may be needed afterwards.
Anybody will create a plain method,
The same methods are the plain methods.
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I may twist a word into shreds,
I may even curl them for humour,
But never will a sentence come of absurdity.
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The history of our lives waves its wand,
The storm so telling of religion is unleashed.
We are exactly measuring the wealth so spent
By those who wet entrances into the climate.
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I have a stance on my bed to ruin,
My life is not spent like the realm;
You spend money on the thoughts to revel,
But living in words created fiction.
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