Stones - Poem by Naveed Akram
Stones of the future are like diamonds,
Glistening in the moonlight of our wishes;
Youth will be harder still until the world has ended,
My hard stones are like a conquest of a kingdom,
They manage to occupy the place of worship
Once considered to be the only serious spot.
Rubies are red due to certain lights
The colour of red is beautiful as blood,
Its redness is tailing, frowning, giving.
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