Naveed Akram

(15 December 1973 / London, England)

On Ice


My mighty press is on ice,
Open to sky, high and low
My flowers and plants are nice,
Theirs is a joining of row.

Lose him, lose her, and him,
Let inner nature be judgement;
Inner beauty is crass a limb,
From it is a great detriment.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 22, 2008
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