Naveed Akram Poems

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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Open and close the doors to Paradise,
Living and liking the task, of Paradise.

Snakes have chances when vomiting,
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Tremors exist and transmit their errors that exist,
Forming entrances to the other world that pour their waste.
One death shakes, one life succumbs tonight,
Their lives are deaths, those fruits of abundance
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Bitter bitumen is fetched by the real men,
The Goose is a fundamental animal of this place.
For geese concern me from their appearance
And they are bitter inwardly like real bitumen.
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One smile is enough to smile a mile,
A crocodile should not scorn the exile.

One river bows to the future of that isle,
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I feel the upsetting sun on my hands,
Felt like a monument to be acting,
Like the black death or white stupor,
This motion of the planets never stopped.
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The little men have been asleep,
To see them is much too much to keep;
There a broom is uncovered during the fountain
That lashes at them in the dreams of a mountain.
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The orchestra was the menu,
Stuck with noisome guests;
The nonchalant crowd satanically
Called to their heads and minds,
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