Naveed Akram Poems

I want to speak to all those willing to speak,
My treatment is to be apologized and woken,
Spindles toward the head shall be windows,
Their ever presence shakes me within.
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My mother told me I was
Beautiful. A wiggling squad of tadpoles
Can recognise my behaviour for them.
For they make different orders,
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A squabbling squawking genius has arisen,
Biting the buying and selling the swine;
My habits have disappeared from the time
I hated the issue and loved the assault.
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Four seasons rumble and fill the year,
Gasping at the wings of delight and decision,
Like apes that arise in midwinter,
Lists of heavenly men and women.
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Very upsetting the eyes became sore,
The soreness can be contemplated;
One thinking moment enables the ideals
To vanish and appear like the cursor.
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Certainly your devil is upside-down,
For his forces control the reality
Bearing down, while the light descends
Upon the heart from up above
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Certain people ride and wage a war,
Jostled by the crowds of cowards;
Certain representatives speak ill
Of those in the zone of battalions.
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Deeds are for the beauty of the doer,
Did he ever stammer and stutter?
Do people combine fortitude with courage?
Yet some of us wage a little war with ourselves,
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Ghosts are like words of silk,
Interior meanings carry the venom
For the greatest damage.
Ghosts will walk around forever,
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Authors carry a sting of the century,
Before their ablution there is something ably
Committed that abruptly mutters
A word in writing for the admirers.
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