The beauty of butter flies
The freshness of flowers
In you alone lies
The passionate powers
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O the poet, the sensitive fellow
Minister of lyrics, sweet and mellow
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Seer for young and peer for old
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The entire energies do we waste
With great care and much haste
On discovery and invention
To enhance the human tension
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HUMAN TOYS
About a bitter truth do speak I
By God gracious tell not lie
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Highs and lows
Hays and pines
Hilarious and gloomy
Hypocrite and righteous
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A letter from you
I get just now
Wish me come back
But tell me how?
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On thy face is thy palm
In thy soul is a great calm
In thoughts deep you are lost
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I live at home
Do daily chores a bit
The bread and butter
Goes to man by writ
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Satan and his colleagues
Making many many leagues
Pursue humans to create
A dubious, vicious debate
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I wandered and I roamed
City to city and every town
To find an entity called man
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WHAT WILL ANGRY NATURE DO
WHEN
THWACKS OF DEBRIS
SLIDING MIGHTY GLACIERS
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We receive from all around
Only our deeds rebound
Hear we only that thing
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What will happen?
In this blind den
What is the end?
Of this new trend
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Drones are drawn
Dreams are destroyed
Dust of devastation
Destitute and devoid
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O! Trainer master
I am the king
This is crown prince
Make his mind waster
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Iam a free lance writer and poet.writing for cause is my special field.)
///Mother
The beauty of butter flies
The freshness of flowers
In you alone lies
The passionate powers
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The shining of the gold
The softness of petals
Firm determination
in your bosom rattles
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The height of mountains
The colors of rainbow
The light of your love
Keep every body glow
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Understanding of a friend
Brightness of stars
Guidance of a sincere leader
Are just your metaphors
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beauty, freshness and love
height glory and shine
you bestow on your child
like that of spirits divine
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Collecting such loving traits
Nature does mother creates
I read all poems of akram saqib.He has real passion for writing and all his titles are unique, for example archive, a to z, heaven of heart and others.he touches the heart as well as mind.
My poems are about the harsh realities of world. That is why there is some harshness in diction and style