Roars Of The Sea Poem by Naveed Akram
Roars Of The Sea
Amid the roars, the sea
Creeps through my fingers;
I shall meander through the yellow beach,
Casting stones on the Devil.
It, the sea of evil, creeps
Into the shell, or human body,
Where my attitudes think
And my discontents arise
Like the morning and afternoon,
But not the night.
I have cried all my life,
And this sea emptied into the sea.
I will weep once in heaven,
Where the devil is absent.
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