Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,972 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

My Master And Me - Poem by Naveed Akram

I went many days,
But then some master rejoiced
In my arms, blowing out the
Dark livid cause
Of memories.

Those masters descended
Back over the ledge
Where windows were built,
And I went many nights
Of mindless speech.

I saw a wide alley
Buying a drink of life
With edges of the plain
And so it was the master
Who took me in arms.

I must be back home,
To see the queens indoors
Of a wonderful mansion
Where windows were built,
Of minds and bricks.

Topic(s) of this poem: master

Form: Cinquain

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 9, 2015

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