Naveed Akram Poems

A bird is wrestling the wind with its feathers,
Even then the flight is smooth, as smooth as the air.

Best of the eagles are against the flight of others,
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Getting a good life has been a knowing disease,
A ready living haphazard that is your property.
I find people are kinder as the days go by,
As they travel like a boat on a sea, and not a river.
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At first you are sweet and the race of juice is quick,
Secondly the raiding of smells and tastes are to lick,
They are angry at you as well,
Their wrath is bigger than to yell,
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The road is long and hard to traverse,
A special place has arrived,
As people are everywhere,
And we are here,
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Will nobody swiftly move in front of me?
This obstacle you are is like a bird in flight.
Travelled by the wind, easier than a wing,
This tragic loss negates my allowable happiness.
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This sad summer sun is too small in brightness,
It fades towards the other end of the day,
Loathing it requires patience, of the highest order,
Facing me is this weather, of sunlight and light rain,
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In these days you surrender to a friend,
When does the turning-point reach you?
Mighty are ships of stone that had sunk,
They were built by those in moods of highness.
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Love carries strength upon the spring of strength,
In motion, this surrender worked length.
A bird appals my soul of stronger cells,
Fresh stings commence like thoughts of steel and hells.
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Your belly aches from too much food,
Eating this likened your mood like fire melts wood.
The belly hurts from the compulsions,
The food of life angers my soul like dirt.
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A ship in the stars is roaming around,
Opening work for the very brave.
We shoot those in the stars with stars,
Like a bullet at a heart.
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