Naveed Akram Poems

Peace is a soldier of the heavenly night,
Hope is arriving from the mothers who deny
The child of the righteous kind,
But then turn into divine nature of the highest kind.
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I am already a man who desires the task,
Indeed, a relic of the watery stream canes
My back with the futile weapon emerging
From liquid smudge and marshy masks.
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Under the snows fallen by the wind and rain
A little man of grateful beams of light has emerged;
His visions powerfully strut and perform an escape
From the endangering isle of a great weather and might.
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Time is a destination called Love,
It reads itself in the annual dreams,
Forgiving, resenting and pacifying,
Like tanks of war and tanks of peace.
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To show the shells a sea is strange,
Their chairs envelop the massive ocean;
Made by the evening sun, a star has appeared,
Forcing the sea to impress us with beauty,
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To note the details of an age is perfect,
And to drive a car into chariots is ideal,
But the soldiers of disbelief are like deserters,
Fleeing the evaluated beings and sorrow.
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Much is trained in the rebel who teaches us
What to do and something retaliates in the plagues
That munch distraughtly without the need to plunge
Into blushing roses sitting on bridges of ice and water.
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Looking for gods is like looking for orators,
Poets fashion their hands along the times
Of orations guiding their path, feeding the hungry,
Drinking more than necessary water,
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HIs fortune on the turf was elaborate,
On the sight of you and your bravery;
This time a rather surprising event took
Shape and eliminated the men of auctions.
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Agree on the instants we recount,
Little amounts, little gains other than pride.
An authority made me mathematical,
With an angle of distaste, and any anger,
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