Extreme Values - Poem by Naveed Akram
When I came down I saw him approaching,
Then the walk distinctly appeared like walking,
Talking and walking mastered themselves.
I was surprised by the extreme values he held,
Pulling everything together in his head,
Expressing joys and news of a single season.
I cut a piece of the idea extremely acceptable,
Once they pull in their heads everything together,
The real pushing of thoughts emerges like a strong light.
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