Naveed Akram Poems

The men of old are rated bold with food,
Their beauty stays, like roses from the clued,
Then find his look among the rich who brood.
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Her lips are by my ear,
A physical body bores me
As this alignment presides.
It is the most successful remedy
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I only heard the Nile,
It annexes me with small talk,
As crocodiles deliver their age
And adages are worn with swords
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One God remains and is heard,
With an apology one hears,
With decent health a hearing is made.
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The freedom was lacking,
Never to embark on its voyage,
To elevate the moods of soldiers
And sailors with multiple marriages.
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He tossed the map from the finger of his right hand,
Wondered at the middle of his month of November
With searching amazement and lonely accusations,
That were a mile away, in the breezes of the west.
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Rippling patterns swirl out from my feet,
Sliding over the edge of the party of breathlessness,
The far side of the world is a shelf on which to gaze
And be harrowed by the collisions occurring from suns.
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Their hands joined as faces turned,
Thinking up a reason to marry
And clasp the eternal goal,
Forwards to go and march.
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Never do the lies of a man penetrate the ill people,
Their states are bold and their friendship is strong.
Not in a million cities is found a stallion that rides
Inside the minds of the young men and women of right.
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The lantern on the wall flows with heartburn,
Loathing it is like the wands of the iron.

Must we stand behind the one who loves the light,
Inside the head and heart, one feels bright.
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