A Man Who Despises Poem by Naveed Akram

A Man Who Despises



His anger is wrath and her rage is dense,
Forever can be forever.
Her despair is too green and his mood is too bland,
Forever and ever they be.
Invented are the angers by a machine which angers,
And souls cannot escape poverty.

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Naveed Akram

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London, England
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