Forever The Days... Poem by Naveed Akram

Forever The Days...



Forever the days are numbered and cold,
As the years grow long, they are old.
Years are old, ancient, and godly.
They are gold, and are days that are nights.
What gold do you see in the days?
And what night is so golden that the black sky
Shines - the Moonlight.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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