Naveed Akram Poems

The day is founded on relishes,
The night causes special natures.
Openly, the gusts of wind bury the day with the night,
And all of nature flows with mild pain;
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Today is a man of quests and actions,
Words do span the generations,
Deeds have taken their doing in this age,
But this man carries a burden of work
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I have peace in the air this day,
The atoms of our bodies are in peace;
We stagger with uneasiness as we say,
The peaceful remains of ours are to cease.
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This day I perfect the whole hour of reasoning,
Inside this whole month my sentences are concise.
Philosophy is sweet, just and not ruinous,
With polite speech you talk over matters real.
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Sound waves asserted their breath as one part of the air,
Wedding the noise to the din of the room and chamber.
Music countered merriment up to a degree,
Jolly waves of joy mastering the airways.
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Towards the end of our time
We miss the friendship and food;
The days behind are but silent thoughts
And the months seem endless.
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The drops from my eyes are of perfect water,
This is my demonstration, my reaction and emotion;
Suddenly tears well and clog my eyes,
I am tortured by a remembrance so powerful.
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A man of the woods carries his belongings
To a hut, where he proclaims a message
To his family, and restores himself with comfort.
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By bravery we subdue the brilliance
Of an enemy with a sling;
O the enchantment that bravery brings,
Promises are made on the mast.
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Twisted as a snake, the man is pausing to reply,
Response is unlimited from him, loathing him,
Clothing him in ways known to the scriptures,
Finding him a distinction for the whole people.
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