Naveed Akram

(15 December 1973 / London, England)

This Gentleman


This was a gentleman no longer young,
He gazed blankly and dreamily at her;
She was wholly unknown to the prolonged yawn,
But then he pulled out a huge silver watch,
Gazing persistently at the time,
Though without understanding
And sinking on the pillow,
His name was a little space between the heaven
And hell.
Gazing drearily at the huge silver watch
Was perspiration, and more of the sweat,
A whole lullaby of trees in stubborn times.

Impressive receptors seemed the only goal,
It was wholly unknown, opening the mouth
With awe, receiving no information
LIke a priest that pressed more words to those
In shock.

Submitted: Thursday, September 19, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 19, 2013

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