Comments about Naveed Akram
To slump and slay shall be the decision,
To get the rest needs rest itself, as the basket
Is carried by the limped workers.
Sleep pokes at you from the higher reaches,
Positions of splendour exist for those who wait
And persevere like the bison and cattle of that nation.
It rests on a premise, and it rests on splendour,
For hearts may conquer the beloved,
He revolves around a circle
And the circle revolves around him,
Holding a foot with a hand
And a hand made useful feet.
We Dwell And Yearn
In these smaller moments of turning and yearning,
Where countries embark on adventure as everyone dwells,
And calculus meets trigonometry from the highest tasks,
What is the straight meaning of our worlds and words?
Why do thoughts dwell like houses of the other side?
Many forms invite their guests to dinner, invoking words
To inflame and heat the company of their right habit.
A spider will come and wake up your feelings, detach
The authors from the realities, and sin on those with