Naveed Akram Poems
|5842.||The Animals’ Status||9/20/2011|
|5844.||The English Language||9/30/2009|
|5845.||Stages Of A Hero||10/5/2009|
|5848.||The Silver Sword||8/3/2014|
|5852.||Food In The Mouth||7/20/2010|
|5853.||Sonnet Of Happiness||1/20/2008|
|5855.||The Brown Bear||4/27/2009|
|5856.||Many Lower Animals||12/23/2014|
|5857.||The Animal And The Plant||8/20/2007|
|5858.||A Couple Needs Space||7/4/2007|
|5861.||A Blow Of Cruelty||8/7/2008|
|5865.||Readers Of Many Words||11/10/2017|
|5867.||Learn My Farce||6/19/2015|
|5868.||A Big Present||4/30/2009|
|5872.||Taste Of Food||11/27/2009|
|5873.||“ghosts Are For The Telling”||6/14/2008|
|5875.||For Every Storm||6/29/2008|
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“ghosts Are For The Telling”
Ghosts are for the telling,
We call them experts and impressive,
As more of them appear from the woods.
Ghosts have understood us for the rules,
So that mastering is a problem and real;
Our mothers want us to comply and so they result.
Each ghost is great in beauty,
Full of foolish whims and ideas,
Their wish is to comprehend us, even to master us.
A little ghost is no liar, but one of them,
And that degree is hidden,
For we strive to alienate it as much as we can.
The baby is asleep, the ghosts do weep,
And I am fast away in ...
I am suited to innocence as much as whiteness,
And the dark skies witness behaved-ones.
Looking in my direction the sunly objects fit my eye,
Once ago I say.
Too much is known and forgiven of late,
Late work is made of love fortunately on a saying
That indicated the holiness of mine:
To see God and be a part of it.