Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 25,243 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

My Door Is A Lamp - Poem by Naveed Akram

One day You ask: What are you up to?
- I work for lattices
And concoct doors for lamps.
The door to heaven will be split,
My doors shall turn into gates
Encircling my heaven of Old.

Radiation picks up from Hell,
Heaven closes its gates,
And my doors open and shut
To let Me only enter
My heaven and Paradise.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 5, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 6, 2011

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