Some-Of-It Is Something Poem by Naveed Akram

Some-Of-It Is Something



A liquid melts so slowly that tomorrow arrives by the adventure. This meaningful pity sounds doubly clear. The something we ourselves admire adheres to our work. Our employable brain is taxed, by the thoughts in religion. The table has been just born. The round-table is an earning point.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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