Even The Poison Poem by Naveed Akram

Even The Poison



Even when there is poison in the whole fish,
A fish can be worthier of sin than the whole world,
Though this world accompanies the eliminations,
The worst of health, and the best of weathers.
One is dying under the sun, a star reserved for the workers,
It descends on the heart with everlasting woes,
Heating the arteries and their art of being kind and silent.
The hearts of an evening dismay other heads,
Instead of the other way,
The way of the world.

The fish have strong abusing qualities
If you view them with suspicion.
Their scaly skin utters before your duty,
Speeches enter the soul for the whole
Freedom to admit the reality.

The strong salt is of the sea,
And the boats are decapitated,
Lessening the beliefs of the fishermen,
Who try to wield their axes
From too many pictures in the night.
These sudden uproars are on and on,
The fish have abusing quantities,
And qualities have been made.

Sunday, July 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: fishing
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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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