Blurry Declaration

They remark on the statements that satisfy,
Perfecting the questions to amplify;
My reasoning is to experience by most,
My hat is worn from stone and to boast.
This I interrogate, the hard solutions,
When I married them to other Dalmatians.
The criticism is immense of all the work,
Worst of all, the work was going berserk.
I can not admire a rude worry,
That of a declaration too blurry.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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