Breath
Heave and breathe, for the sighs are there,
Fooling not anyone with their lower release.
Breathing is a scientific propulsion so worried in actuality,
May science sign a solution for the frenzy of forgetting.
Arts and works of supreme science require lesions,
Layers of effort, forced by innocence and breathing the brother
Of science - mathematics of expression, of expressing the intake.
Breathe and join our clan, when this dying art releases you
It stands on a path to be trodden, one to relaxation.
poem by Naveed Akram
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