Not Named

Not his word, not the name of his
Resides in the minds of elders.
Seas of laughter, wonderful voices
Just cheer his real name.
His family concerns him like a family,
With a slight twist: he is going to be married.
My life with him has come to an end
When the letters of youth abound.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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