His Head Poem by Naveed Akram

His Head



They’ll carry his head
His head will shine
On ravaging horses
Like a centaur of myths

He made us encase himself
Sculptors manage this
In flowering and planting

His head will shine
His skull is flowering with laughter
The eye-sockets weirdly stare

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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