Naveed Akram (15 December 1973 / London, England)
Tonight the best blessing is open to belief,
Going to the teaching area is an opening to belief,
Yet where does the blowing of thoughts go?
The belief is a system for your pleasant gift,
Underneath the table one cries also
A certainty that abides and this thinker
Has been born to experience,
To become a godly follower is the main sport.
After the lesson stays it becomes quavers
Then the decibels are increased for tonight,
The musical applause causes events
Of the same period to join and experience
In one moment.
These gifts are for your guess,
Estimate the thoughts of the chief tappers,
Notice the effects of the liberties,
As far as the eyes can bear.
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