My Demesne Poem by Naveed Akram

My Demesne



A demesne I casually address as my own
Becomes comely to the eye and nose,
Fanatical as a mouse over its cheese,
Contrary to the borders and boundaries.

My eyes astound your passionate look,
Looks are deceiving as my own look;
May my territory not bless you as me,
As far as faraway places of distinction.

Sunday, October 30, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: places
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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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