Powerful Whirlpools
Powerfully my forbiddance claws and buries you,
You dust the floor in search of food then.
Reflect and refract like light waves,
So that by yawning the hunger pains diminish.
Whirlpools on whirlpools collect and whisper
In the wish that water beams on purity.
Massive sides of squares are lodged in this home,
I have the bitter sulphur fumes
In this bitter age,
Of work and no play, the saying of the adages.
A procession seems futile with age,
I claw at the floor to fall on my knees,
Before his shoes my mercy is found,
Just now this wrath I have suffered
Keeps me thin and weary,
But then I cancel the cancer within.
The cancerous time is over. My fight
In the heavens speaks to me
With lasting kindness.
The oval shapes spoke their names,
Falling and flying in fear of the supremacy
That laid no finger, but always spoke
Truly of our lives.
poem by Naveed Akram
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