Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 10,772 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

The Countess Of Heaven - Poem by Naveed Akram

A heaven, the countess,
Not the king of jewellery and speak;
A heaven overshadows our thinking
While awake, innards change
To match the organs of despair
That spirits sprint at with guilt.
My heaven eventually is disbelieved,
My gorgeous gentry on Earth
Fade into a climate of fame.
My heaven is astounding - changing.
Many of the Paradise are silver - some gold.
Mighty stars of thinking-size astound us - what pride!

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 28, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, October 28, 2011

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