Wars That Be Poem by Naveed Akram

Wars That Be



Wars of the athlete are solid like grass,
The grass empties into the pit of sand
And the legs are bursting forth over it.
Many pits contain the message of eternity,
They lack all vision of the reality
As they fade into the minds of followers.
I see many pains among the enemies
Of this world, this world shall bow to agencies
Of the super active, like the doctors of being
And metaphysics, the branches of ontology.

Friday, October 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: war
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Pintu Mahakul 17 October 2014

Nice poem on war solid like grass. Expressive one.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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