Intense Hatred Poem by Naveed Akram

Intense Hatred

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Intense showers of creation,
By the One who matters,
Have been never evil to my soul,
Granting me a hatred of speed,
Of brotherhood and brilliant peace.

It cancelled me, that season called winter,
In winter it snowed of flakes of silver
But gold believes it now has a home
In the shadows of the sky
And the layers of the sea.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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