Infinite Cooking Poem by Naveed Akram

Infinite Cooking



Let masters reign, infinite space
Describes us with a reasonable life.
The master of simpler nature
Forgives me for my own complication,
Kicking and peeling, is like cooking.
May the prayers of the ones above
Help give food to the masters.
A space is needed for polite effort
Turning into physical effects, blind.

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Naveed Akram

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London, England
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