Naveed Akram

Freshman - 1,836 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Black Clouds


Be careful and then rest to make the Black;
The dead and those alive will wrestle clouds
Of chivalrous knights, too much to attack,
That flesh bespeaks on little brittle shrouds.

My worry pains me so, pains me until
I dropp to ends of drama: the suffered
So then are brittle and like daffodil,
To see defeat is sweet, and so backward.

My cares dissolve beneath my nerves in sleep,
I see the Black, the White and these fighters,
For they then lose their war with food knee-deep
In sand of deserts, deeply adventures.

What crying came? Where was my name tonight?
Names uttered gain a boast full of delight.

Submitted: Thursday, August 04, 2011
Edited: Monday, August 08, 2011

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