The Stare Poem by Naveed Akram

The Stare



Here and there goes the solid glare
Of a person who lashes the bare,
The bare are those slaves
Of immeasurable raves
They gulp the sweat from the stare.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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