Paper Shredded Poem by Naveed Akram

Paper Shredded



To see paper shredded is to doubt the sphere
And the domain of my laughter in this prison.
The cells are like the neighbourhood of worry,
A tanned man will argue with the women of his.

But they are not here, there are no wise men
Lingering or forbidding the molluscs or clams.
A sacred vow is enjoyed by the relentless men
Who forbid the other books of the other rides.

Because of your endeavour I can see a danger
Erupting like the mountains called volcanoes.
Mighty crevices are good for the escape as
A gate is offered to win the heart of the heart.

Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: paper shredder
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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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