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Sunday, January 24, 2016

My Grand Nation

My topics are grand according to nation,
Mice sweetly twist around the maze of quality
Swinging to extremes, as the minimum mixes
With maximum, as the golden trees glisten.

My talents hasten, walking to the edges of spores
Ejected by the fruitless fungi embraced by young
Genders, a switch is the cause of the innocent;
My elves and dwarves disappoint the crowd.

Secret after secret encases the taut string,
Snapping along the tune of righteous trials;
These demonstrations are brevity and speech,
Exhibiting shy eyes, to the public of the spheres.
Naveed Akram
Topic(s) of this poem: nation
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