Naveed Akram

(15 December 1973 / London, England)

A Person Passes


If a person passes a river and swims in it,
His ideals change for the best of the times,
So far is the salutation he emits.

To swim along this river of massive freshwater
Is to be a man of worth like the one who began
Us all with his chaste wife.

When the river rushes, and water enters the ocean
Of illnesses, the bitterness must be rejected
Forever in your ways.

The human touch besets a trouble for the waters
As they rampage like hidden falling objects
In the dead of the night.

My salutations speak like these laughs
That humorously persuade the soul
To be forever in their ways.

Submitted: Thursday, January 16, 2014
Edited: Friday, January 17, 2014
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