Golden Goblets - Poem by Naveed Akram
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.
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