Cool Guy

Let the man in the mirror feel peace,
Feel the emotional problems as no other.
He fed on you to cast Himself adrift,
To ruin your Life, I say. To ruin it!
Yet the guys who win are ones cool,
They have won all hope and happiness if cool,
Remain cool, remain cool, remain cool.
It is all that needed in emotional history
As a worn fashion of height and respect and readiness.
Inside the choice of room within Rome,
I express the rules guarding the production of weight
And easier foundation, also clothes.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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