Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 29,330 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

The Heart - Poem by Naveed Akram

The heart is attacked by the opponent or enemy,
This heart feels heavy with hurt, it is my heart.

Then this murmuring is felt by the winner of love,
This noise is fond of more for discomfort, it is my heart.

Let no fondness be more exact than the one you hold,
So that more feelings of joy surround the effort from your heart.

Little is done by those in basic life, the life of celebrations,
It is this childhood then in appearance so alert with your heart.

Minds and methods succeed in order to let others perform well,
Like the illness of a century, like those of the expert of your heart.

The intelligent thought so well hidden is offering a line of endurance,
Many have believed in beliefs that stem from the pervert, but My Heart?

So careful is the intellectual place called the university of life and death,
The organs too fearful of more blood are meant to invert the heart.

Let vibrations of the self be with this natural command,
That is to selflessly inhibit the ones you hate and exert away from your heart.

This time is certain with food from the tract you take,
This life hammers home the deceit of the concert and the heart.

May we imagine further than the truth as we collide with atoms,
Seeing a special act from a man so wise and exceptional as a convert in your heart.

This land of dreams is a piano so well fashioned and played upon,
Like the last lass with the last lad and this to divert the heart.

My heart is joyful as it pulsates and furnishes the body with red fluid,
The precious molecules entertain me like yoghurt, coming from the heart.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 17, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, June 17, 2011


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