Naveed Akram (15 December 1973 / London, England)
Poems by Naveed Akram : 2654 / 3294
Tatters of Flesh
Your wound sir is puzzling and uglier than most,
Such pity is to be that I forsake comfortable surroundings;
The better you understand,
the more is your income afterwards,
Or this is a joke?
Naveed Akram
Submitted: Monday, June 26, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Poems by Naveed Akram : 2654 / 3294
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