Treasure Island

Naveed Akram

(15 December 1973 / London, England)

Open The Doors To Paradise


Open and close the doors to Paradise,
Living and liking the task, of Paradise.

Snakes have chances when vomiting,
Hell shall breathe, and there is no cask of Paradise.

The many beautiful oceans exist when poured
From the cloudy canopy that we ask, of Paradise.

Some who decide are faces of delight,
Those sports are audiences that bask, in Paradise.

Then I am one who is named a joiner,
Naveed can praise only with his mask, O Paradise!

Submitted: Friday, April 05, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013

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