Naveed Akram Poems

We can build a nonsensical man
So that ideas become a reduction,
The increase in sin is expertly done,
The symbols of a whitewall are absolute.
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You not only hear the crisis,
But swear a delivery arises,
Fearing the loot and waters,
Of a tragic disappearance.
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I saw planets all this night, every time I closed my eyes,
After all the efforts of my death, and every favour came to me.
I manned the stadium with my electric eels, fixing their stare
On the audience with their boots and funny horns of steel.
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Scurrying footsteps resound in the hallway,
Opening torment to flowers of the tree,
That are suddenly angered by the topics
Aroused by the noises of the hallway.
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I hear the sounds of the watery stream,
Far and below the masters of fish are abiding,
Their stare is a straw like the drinking of the shore,
I hear the very sounds that reside in the watery bay.
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The sorcerer spins around,
There will be times when sounds
Spin into ashes and fire is transferred,
Like the licking flames always in view.
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I ring for coffee, cigarette, and gin, and take
My chair so faded, to the designs we must start;
Re-reading the letters in front,
I rate the fluency and style,
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Not yet will those ancient hearts be melting again
When the only days hearts have melted are these;
Then swearing happens under the course of blues,
Greens and reds, the primary hues of this planet,
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Even when there is poison in the whole fish,
A fish can be worthier of sin than the whole world,
Though this world accompanies the eliminations,
The worst of health, and the best of weathers.
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On a smooth slope we sleep,
Throats are in anguish,
As the dreaming is in concussion.
Some sleep in a bedroom of higher
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