On The Boulevard Poem by Naveed Akram

On The Boulevard



On the boulevard
Evening shakes
He sat behind the mirror
Loathing the bread winning
That some attained.
On the city streets we stand
And loiter for possibilities
To converse with, and surrounding
Me is an equation of sound
Too incomplete.
The morning arises for the more,
Seasons are considered by the wise.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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