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Monday, April 6, 2015

Golden Goblets

I placed goblets down on the sheets of paper
Lining the mirror, so wonderful and clean.
I just called to strongly stem a word of barring
Curses, bulging stomachs were eating first.

I placed goblets on the mouths of jungled men,
Their army and their leggings profoundly swore
Vengeance supreme and exact, like the findings of ewes.

I have persons who forsake the trouble,
Trouble fountained the distress so exact,
A cave had entered the mud of illnesses.

I then found the golden goblets of designs
Similar to passes of the night, of days
Frightened by the terror of ionic substances.

May despair be a mockery of the wands,
May special space reside in the heavens,
Little universes are faint stars of brightness,
So little men have true warfare in the beginning.
Naveed Akram
Topic(s) of this poem: free verse
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