Naveed Akram Poems

Take my honey and all my belongings,
But if the soul requests it from a genius
One must take his own belongings.
The flowers of a night are like the flowers
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I see that loving you brings changes to my youth,
The fires of interior virtues burden our medallions.
Blind-following rips the heart apart, like loathing the doing,
Oh, where is the deed to be done?
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Clarified by giving me a wretched heart,
He clarified the possession of the mind.
For the mind of my longing was perfect,
Like the soul in its narrow avenue.
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Be awake like heaven's door,
Let cheesecake be your companion,
And cupcakes for the dusk,
With dawn as a friend and equation.
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The intake of knowledge is like flowing water,
Rivers unwind completely with their obedience
As the oceans become their being inwardly.
The seas of the wise men are like words of the fingers,
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One sense of superiority overwhelmed me from above,
I replied only to stationary objects that cast a light of dying
Natural loveliness, and so I shook my head to warn us tightly,
Breaking the bonds so uniform as can be expected.
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This beginning of your life is found in you,
Creasing the sheets of the soul little as can be;
Inspecting the behaviour of some wonder
Is like beaming with light this time of day.
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I was in ignorance over you,
It was possible for him and her,
But what is the fight that is better?
There are two mouths to feed with jewels
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Its glory shall be greater than the former temple,
For glory reigns and shines down on your sensibility.
Though whips and chains dazzle a ground to think,
One sold soul is another offering.
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They built the ship with much material that was to compose,
This slight manoeuvre headed for the lights of dignity.
Inside is a shrill of hard looting, composing the lines of very
Smooth prose, so prosaic that dilemmas dissolve.
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