Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 22,549 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Smooth Cream - Poem by Naveed Akram

The smooth nice ice cream is tall,
The rice of the skinny men is small;
But noisy heads poorly meet their dames,
Like privileged men of such higher names.

This mean queen opposes mastery,
Funny to the bone if always misery.
I sign the document of your grace,
Fetching words and clauses of this race.

My sleep is slept, my old pose is near,
This old pose is poetry of the tear;
My stroll is short, my thin little fingers
Control me when the thought lingers.

Topic(s) of this poem: food


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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 28, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, August 28, 2015


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