Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 22,271 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Wounded Dragon - Poem by Naveed Akram

I am of the dragons a helper and wound,
My name resounds for future use, I am harpooned.
Like me, a wife is for me, to injure the revolting lot,
I am a one who hated you, for you are an apricot.
The dragons despise my family for being themselves,
I am not one of those who shall be called elves.
This dying if for my wife and my progeny,
This bred, I seek to refute abominably.


Comments about Wounded Dragon by Naveed Akram

  • Josh Alfred (1/26/2010 12:39:00 PM)


    Not getting the apricot metaphor but this was enjoyable reading. (Report) Reply

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