Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 24,741 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

The Divine Hour - Poem by Naveed Akram

I have achieved much in my divine hours,
And relentless speeches have issued forth,
But the remedies of my headaches are good
Like the rains of a selfish winter or snowy night.

I have much blessing from my mother and father,
It describes the being of blood and justice,
This smaller attitude climbs the heart in solitude,
I have much to say for the plants and botany.

I must have accomplished too much religion in
The hours of the crying night, in silent vigil
Or tested pleasure, that famous spider of right;
It crawls forwards like the marching of saints.

Topic(s) of this poem: religion

Form: Quatrain

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 23, 2015

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