Naveed Akram Poems

You clasped the right hand
With your righteous might,
The left hand is dissolving in
Waters called the oceans of life.
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Life is teaching me to rule,
Lives are reading their eyes,
Little is blessed by the tyrants,
Less war is less craftiness
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To light the lamp we take flight,
On the water of the lake, cold as ice;
I see clumps of wooden trees,
Installations with rigour and fright.
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I preferred the platform of misuse,
Extensive sleep and three years of stability,
For the crown was worn in shoulder-form,
For then in this sense the jewels sparkled.
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She could not afford the prize,
It forsook the certain ritual of clever
Viewing and chaste reply, the chaste
People spoke then of their messages.
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I left my body, I left my soul,
To be empty and free in the rooms
Of my living, into the heart was
The goal of the offered words,
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The frequent continent is continual,
With a halo and mast, a thirst for thoughts,
And a ship for restraint.
The frequency of the thoughts is strange,
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An ancillary term is given to the wounded,
Dying and bloodied with bullets of balm,
So death disagrees and anoints its master,
Its master is the place of the accident.
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To harden the miracle of my soul
I start to read the lines of everlasting breath;
I inhale the verses and exhale the virtues,
Breathing my opinions as they arise.
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The hammer or the flower?
A button is pressed, one flight
Left leaves, one of them.
The hammer or flower angelically
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