Treasure Island

Naveed Akram

(15 December 1973 / London, England)

I Stood Now


The little window was against me now that I stood,
It transferred heat and cold so clammy, now that I stood.

My unique blessing created cream and solids,
Doing this plain truth made me dreamy, now that I stood.

Crumbs connected with bread that was stale and crumbs,
This enjoyed the arguments so crummy, now that I stood.

So as to understand we saw a united spirit of dumbness,
Then the liquids of a day and night spread infamy, now that I stood.

Soils halved the rate of exposure, inside the country and county,
For liquids entranced major elements so grimy, now that I stood.

What does a man offer a maiden in heaven who sighs?
The ability is my name I call to the Paradise so yummy, now that I stood.

Submitted: Friday, February 14, 2014
Edited: Friday, February 14, 2014
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