Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 24,221 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Howls - Poem by Naveed Akram

Howling is an act of religion,
Beneath it is the urge to cry and be in a fog,
When flowers burst with fruit
And actions desire each other
To make a few mountains and mounts.
The future rings doorbells,
Feeling inside the prison cells
Like balloons rising,
Being blown across the waters
Of the Atlantic Ocean,
When suddenly or at once a land
Beams on us from nowhere.
It is the real authority to nevertheless
Be certain about.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 21, 2010



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