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Friday, June 19, 2015

Learn My Farce

You must not learn ugliness,
When it peeps, and you peep.
The drug for my anatomy is plain,
Show this character a disease.

Forming from the fountain of joy
Is playing and craving for sin,
Peeping through the eyes is a sanity
Of the desperate drug inside me.

I have to face up to moments in play,
Better the ways of a farce,
Which is a fire of the frosty cross,
A sacred place for the hearts of light.

Prosper then in a lightning strike,
Life around is a playground for you,
Sane men play the faces and fights,
Forcing me into work and delight.
Naveed Akram
Topic(s) of this poem: quatrain
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Truly, life is a playground and field to prove ourselves
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Truly life is a playground and a field to prove ourselves
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Truly life around Is a playground and field to prove ourselves
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Truly, life around is a playground and a field to prove ourselves
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