Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 9,007 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Where Trees Are, I Am! - Poem by Naveed Akram

Just trees will grow in shapes that please,
My shapes do grow like limbs;
Eyes see, ears hear - abilities!
But trees possess just whims.

Where trees are, I am! So you are
The one with limbs, the one
Who swears with words always bizarre,
Phrases of prediction.

The plants called trees are super-wise,
The stalks are trunks profound,
Their limbs and roots also advise,
The trees are aboveground.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 11, 2009

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