Tears Come Poem by Naveed Akram
Tears Come
In the flood of tears we drown and curse,
Forcing statements entrancing us.
The flood has arrived for our enjoyment,
To matter, the rains have us perished.
Days of dancing are nights so entrancing,
Mathematics is the sin of this planet.
Master of enjoyment is about and around,
Forming rage and more rage in straight lines.
Instruct the engine of hate to whistle
In the attempt to love and no more hate.
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