Being Nearby - Poem by Naveed Akram
Being nearby was never enough,
Some worthwhile hours were spent.
Actually present, the boy and girl carried
Each other like the trains that pass the night.
It was good to know, it was again their investment,
The whole of the city enjoyed the hug,
This monumental district expressed its joy
To the couple whose status had collapsed.
On the rickety table they slept,
With conversations and languages
Lulling the place into peace.
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