Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 10,821 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Untrained Combat - Poem by Naveed Akram

He was untrained in combat due to his age,
Some formal training had been gathered;
Dazzling was the beauty of the moment,
A spark raised the question, forms of disbelief
Made the combat special, to be attainer
Was to be a relic of utter condemnation.
I combine the realities and rarities
To manage a dining room of thought-twists
That far into the future of our maids.
Beauty is a marriage with their heads,
For their hearts illuminate stretches of time
Forcing us to eliminate the exotic few.
Invisible rogues come untrained
From the marvellous creatures of storms.
I have included a realm of chaos
So fuel is the minor comparison.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 1, 2014

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