Naveed Akram Poems
|5681.||Food In The Mouth||7/20/2010|
|5682.||Sonnet Of Happiness||1/20/2008|
|5683.||A Big Present||4/30/2009|
|5685.||A Blow Of Cruelty||8/7/2008|
|5686.||A Couple Needs Space||7/4/2007|
|5690.||The Animal And The Plant||8/20/2007|
|5691.||“ghosts Are For The Telling”||6/14/2008|
|5694.||Taste Of Food||11/27/2009|
|5695.||For Every Storm||6/29/2008|
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For Every Storm
For every storm there is a room
And find the palace now,
From deserts are a tomb and gloom,
Where clothes must just allow.
The clothing kisses us on cheek,
When effort made us worse,
The cloth we wear is rather chic,
And worry is a curse.
The storm shall grow at all the speed
That problems make us mad,
You did not follow, or then bleed
As madness is your dad.
Only The Eyes
Only the eyes must vanish, neither harm must arise,
Nor should grief touch the heart harder than He.
For what is in the heavens is the heartiness,
Opening a love through the eyes, conversing in bounties.
Death imitates many splendours, but life cancels nothing,
As love and hate are two separate boundaries of the will.
My love is your love, and your love streams through the grasses,
Through the waters of tranquility and felicity, both reign there.