Naveed Akram Poems

Bye to the callers of the daylight hours,
See to their heightening times; and forms
Of the face voice their thoughts,
Stew has appeared to froth and become
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One understands the relentless purges of the horizon,
It resists our call after the worst nightmare or dream,
Offering support to it creates disharmony on the globe.
One understands the joining of such armies oftentimes,
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The noon is the noon, day after risings,
A wonderful night ensues to surely retaliate,
As their images are precisely decapitating
And the decimal numbers lose on the score
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The woman was a monochrome landscape,
She was right outside for the sitting layers,
Another summer had begun to reply to the ears,
As more statues became offenders and defenders.
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As you wish you spring into view for the heavens
To display a reality of the entire sphere or globe.
In the beautiful opinions of hurt a muttered man
Is stung by tongues that brothers have ordered.
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I thought, and I thought the moves ahead,
Spoiling surprises for my mind in turmoil,
Then my face winced like the cool energy
Of a winter day in union with the role of the soul.
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I glanced at the wonders of the night
Like women and men of the world.
I drove my mallet into the ground,
Wounding the soil with the sky tonight.
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Our burning heads corrode the flesh of our windows,
This glass inside stings the inner heart and royal men
Enter the coppice, so strange a dented landing.
These royal hearts exit, for the welcoming commanders,
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You do not have to be special,
Clean blue air of the day seems relevant,
But the small hands are a staring start,
Deep stresses will overcome us always.
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To your imagination a sky will bloom,
Worlds collide, as a call is made to
Instigate the twins who roam the earthy ground.
Clay is their element of construction,
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