Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 20,325 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Sweet Dreams - Poem by Naveed Akram

A sweetness clouded my minced mind,
The same just be with a meaning.
The hell of thinking boils on like oil,
Save the savage tank, save the soldier.
The eggs are hatched by all those animals
Offered the peace of eternity.
A sweet dreamer attacks and bursts in,
To strongly offer peace, not war.
The real purpose is unknown, much more
Is the purpose known to some.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 14, 2009



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