The Unique - Poem by Naveed Akram
The reputation of the troubles is huge,
So then the fifth age gains a partner
Who hugely hugs me with passes of heat.
The caresses of a day are unique
In the sound of the scene that beleaguers
All of landscape and moonscape.
A sunny day is all we contemplate
When the moons of our dire seeds
Revolve to believe in men who see.
The scene of a belief is a scenery
Too big with manliness and young war.
Those with a triumphant being are aloud
In their sacking and belting,
The silly weather casts an eye on the mass
Desire, the lusts of a winter that define
A new logic that has a phrase of innocence.
All sounds deter all sayings,
But the sifting of sands has time,
And the rippling of waters carries tone,
That is the believer of the belief.
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