Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 9,241 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Physics - Poem by Naveed Akram

A little clock dashes me with tricks,
I see numbers of the day with the week,
Cities are smaller this day,
Sizes of monuments astound me,
As their rights are fewer than others
Who exist.
The gold of this driving and sailing
Looks like the travelling,
Moving is little, moving from claps and calls,
Less of the second desire.

Such efforts from such people
Cause ready work,
Opening a day to the sunshine,
Indeed the days are decided,
Like the effort of a ball that rolls
For more than a day,
Then approaches rest.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, January 3, 2014

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