Feet Of The Forest Poem by Naveed Akram

Feet Of The Forest



Feet are for foresters who feel open fields,
Their walk comes along with their crawling;
The trunks of the trees may be shields
Like the weapons and axes dwindling.

My feet are of the forest, the forest and plains,
To see a weather of the poor,
The weather shall rise with the sun and brains,
The look of the snow is to adore.

Monday, March 9, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: snow,weather
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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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