Naveed Akram Poems

One bows down to aquilons nightly,
This tellurian night is of the grounds
A burgeoning prize that is night;
Underground is best served the right
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One obtempers and obeys the judge on high ground,
Like an obscure ruling and like a laughable act;
This choppy speech separates and displays,
As fast as a sonnet in despair.
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He stands in front of,
He stands in front of you,
Like the similar attitude
Of an orc or boar.
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My troubled fight is celebrated
Before this sanctioned pride.
How could you forget smilies like this?
The maple leaves crash into the ground
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This individual performs well before lightning,
He took a hand watching over dogs in humour,
Less food is an impact on his beloved cadaver,
For death by providing provides the light.
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As you enter, a flag flies past,
Fluttering and grieving like pain,
A prize compensates you
Like the winged knight.
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Ladies have a problem with contortions,
Yet these are secrets of the highest stage,
Filling the universe with tears and expert sounds,
These are the very sounds of beautiful laughter.
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We do not remember a necessary fact,
Events are too remote for greater respect;
Great bodies are great facts of squalor,
Under the names that are mattering to us.
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Eat the gourd of knowledge so as to create
A weapon of dispute, feelings are against you.
One weapon knows a selfish reason for thinking
Along deadly lines of force that swerve and serve.
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Hold the eternal questions so that the ether
Is resolved by the magnification of our pride;
Let spies rule the airways, to the infinite realms,
Subduing the efforts of a conniving people.
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