Dagger Poem by Naveed Akram

Dagger



My swords are for killing,
In my own way of willing;
Mighty grass surrounds our heads,
Like those famous threads
Launching us, fading into obscurity,
Infinitely killing us financially.
The real thread is sown by channels
Of thought, through the right tunnels.
The sword is a large dagger,
Offices of anger are to stagger.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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