Musical Mile Poem by Naveed Akram
Musical Mile
A hundred miles of music,
The cold sun has been a tune;
Deep banks of sound are heard,
The river compels an attitude.
May this music outlive us and stay,
Inside we strive and behold
To what is to offer besides the sun,
That is hot and cold compared
To other stars.
Stars and more stars, what!
Keeping banks of depth,
On another island not known,
Much is to discuss about the music.
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