A Man Of Thought Poem by Naveed Akram

A Man Of Thought



The semblance of a man contains fury,
Force is this semblance, offered by the unique.
My golden appetite occurs sometimes,
Open the gates of freedom when ill.
The real semblance of a man concerns me
When my strength has suffered, all this while.
My men and open enemies reside in my head,
Kindling the fires of my source of thought.
Inside a burden of thought is a mean muddy river
Of lava, of sudden danger, and of life under the forms of risk.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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