Here Poem by Naveed Akram

Here



Wool is stiched and knitted with all the raising doubts,
Grey is the way I lay and where I had such feel the boom.
The creator is against us and on a planet called Earth,
Mad they are for the red compartments of this world,
When there are many, many and more than ever.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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