Sizzling Poem by Naveed Akram

Sizzling



Sizzle the cloth of its fibres,
To cut a razor you are unable to,
But it burns your fibres and the cloth,
As an open weapon of warfare
Like the fighting and the bands of people
Who die in war,
Who liven the place with guts and glory.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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