Naveed Akram Poems

They wear a direction for their utmost pleasure,
The direction is either north or south,
Not west or east, like the compass shows,
The directions are clearly seen with balanced vision.
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The cape I don is like victory concealed,
Inspiration is the reaction of this.
My breath worked more and more every day,
As the torture of the sun was above.
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Demigods and heroes fascinated us with a crown,
Worn by a king whose character was tested.
The challenges caught in a funeral so solidly achieved,
Here the heroes dimmed the atmosphere
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The busy man subjects himself to many labours,
There the labour ends for the beginning of more.
I myself want to return to the wondrous ways,
And sharply say my luck has revived.
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The great majesty of death is like a leader,
He spans his life, working in unison, never in wrong.
Great majesty worked with the sword of strength,
Now you must smile so sweetly, reading us instead.
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The women of this domain struck us in the mouth,
The highness of women struck us with their tongue.
A soul clenched in the fist is used for clamping together the brains
Of males and females, for keeping women alive with their tongue.
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