Naveed Akram Poems

An eternal void concentrates inside,
Like a fountain of the blessings,
Glimpsing into the usage of english men
Who roam the centuries of finiteness,
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After a softening of the voice,
And a trace of a smile that roamed,
One man smiled and replied like
A reptile of the lagoon, a dreaded interior
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The bathing rooms with fireworks
Mattered nothing except for the good
In the stars at the night-sky.
Steven grinned continuing to pressure
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When the city is empty we come get warm,
With one worn cloth, with one won birth.
This city of lights adventurously emits life,
Fugitives abuse the sixty years and two days.
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A dying plant shall never make my words
Fall from the leaves as they flow towards heaven.
The golden paint of this new organism is against
Humans who protrude in the midsts of laughter
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The design of a day is against the spring,
Sign your mine with a bullet that met it;
The weapons of a day that summer has won
Is a conclusion of the focussed parts.
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From the beginning of the book
A stray dog barked, walls hid it in splendour.
One evening, it worked its way to hard
Ways, feeling like gods of the dogs and joys.
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What is the truth in love
When the mountain air is complete?
My interest is my intellect, sudden
And abrupt like follies and findings.
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I do some wonder in that I sign a paper
And erase a letter to instrumentally design
A folded envelope that presents itself too early.
I go to the lovers of the rhapsodes,
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The reputation of the troubles is huge,
So then the fifth age gains a partner
Who hugely hugs me with passes of heat.
The caresses of a day are unique
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