Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 5,322 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

The World Of Joy - Poem by Naveed Akram

This day I provide the world with joy,
My price for the company is brilliant,
I kept reasons too many for the toy.

Joyous occasions occur from the word to annoy,
My pencils are spun on something abhorrent,
This day I provide the world with joy.

What may cuddle or embrace is an alloy
From the heart, so hard and tough, inconsistent,
I kept reasons too many for the toy.

Then we wandered too far in the forest of a boy
Who through all his pride was obedient,
This day I provide the world with joy.

I have a ghost of martyrdom, a choirboy,
Who sang a tune to the nonviolent,
I kept reasons too many for the toy.

Inside I am happy, happier to employ,
Since our times of nourishment,
I kept reasons too many for the toy,
This day I provide the world with joy.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 1, 2009



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