Squealing Poem by Naveed Akram
Squealing
Squealing and screeching the night away,
Joint reminders were being made like steel;
Resonating and affecting the young warriors
We were robust and alien, in with nightmare.
Shivering wet weather was the reminder of the sky,
Shrillness sounds like a sound of water
In the hedges of heaven, finding deceit
And then admitting the demented and ill,
Wasting the slumbers of the dead.
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