Your Pleasure Poem by Naveed Akram

Your Pleasure



It is distressful pleasure telling fountains to cry,
To no symbol to keep a once renewal,
A fake treasure on keeping with union,
Onto it is the celebration and festival that began.

Saturday, June 24, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: celebration
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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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