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Time Stands Still
Twelve months of the year
Concern us when we have the life.
There is a black sea on all of our eyes,
Inside our eyes colours flow for all-mankind.
This time is perfect for legal thoughts
That travel when visits to clocks are made.
My issue is with the world as a planet,
And the planet as annexation;
My maids travelled here before this time
To scare us with beauty.
My time for glory awaits me
Like some wounded soldier of the stars,
The soldier called Time.
I back away from him,
As I am scared.
poem
by
Naveed Akram
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