Naveed Akram Poems

A Wisdom is a small compartment,
Yet forgiven for its smallness,
For does the tract entwine or the reading
Abide in the senses?
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Clocks, books, circles, and signs nip the air,
Programming thoughts with their willingness,
Through the nightmares and dreams of a day.
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One horse is once on the horizon,
One fought would be a flower in the city,
Living a lie too small and big,
Loathing the bullets flying and spinning.
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Great minds dissolve in losses,
The meaning for the formality is clear,
For great minds cause the debate of wares
That destroy their famine and fear.
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The man who hates the world shall carry it,
Love minds himself, like light and dark a bit;
My mother causes him to live and die,
From life he goes, from death he will ally.
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He heard the cry for it a bit,
Stepped in and didn't want to look
As if the beams of light vanished,
Relics were afloat fearfully arising
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I saw what vanished from under the nose
Of feathers that crawl beneath the soul of roses;
Nothing reminds me of the days ahead,
On this stage I commit my jokes and laughter
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The knight of the moon walks freely among the dead
In the forest that mutters a breeze of dust from the floor of vegetation.
I see the insects crawl, modern technology gathers dust,
Mortuaries are inhabiting the folly of a day in knowledge.
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To the sight say your existence,
To the ears a spongy mass has formed
Devouring the eyes with their glares and tears.
To this plant of woe we abstain the palms
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I observed the noisy crowd with ears to the main door,
A dull, green coat was a bitter coat for the doors were huge;
I saw them greener than the rest of mankind,
For the alien is a miserable creation of higher wit.
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