Treasure Island

Naveed Akram

(15 December 1973 / London, England)

My Suitcase Floated


I wanted my suitcase that day to be suitable,
I claimed a life of my own, an iceberg floated
Till the world dropped far too slowly;
My eyelids fluttered, due to the devastation,
The violent upbringing happened to be by chance
That chances were far too like wives of the ages.

I lived with myself in words and deeds
To procure the centuries of doubt,
An indubitable disease spent its youth.
The world dropped into the furnace of the sea,
Oceanic splendours amassed and betrayed
A small number of inhabitants who believed.

Submitted: Thursday, June 19, 2014

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