Sighting Poem by Naveed Akram

Sighting



I ask for a chance to sight a bird,
May winter run away afterward.

This season is just some of the year,
What may pass can disappear.

My season transmits its pride to the park,
And the nation changes a season, very dark.

Let evil be somebody very dark and grey,
Not the present season, not winter anyway.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: dark,evil,may,pride,winter
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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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