Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,997 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Stretches - Poem by Naveed Akram

A brother tinges with blue,
A sister lengthens and stretches;
One of us collect colours for heaviness,
The same people called our parents
Work together in unison, forever.

Going to the side of the river,
A life has managed my stretch,
Swimming is no goodness,
Walking carries sympathy for too long,
A lever is attached for discovery.

The button needs pressing from fevers,
The real colour of our investigation is shown.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 22, 2010

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