A Soft Landing Poem by Naveed Akram

It made a soft landing
On the mountain of hope;
There were so called lovers
Ignoring it, feeling devils and demons.
It made a groan too heavy,
Monsters were deeper in their
Hell, and heaven retired from view.

The scenery recorded in the mind,
The soft landing dazzled,
Usually an ignorant opening
Adopted a grievance,
The feeling of demons was
Of devils, who inked their heads
With writing secrets.

Discovering a body was a state
Of life, many centuries ago.
Laughter and love enjoyed the
People of the snow mountain.
A white mountain, delivery of the
Century and decades;
My mountain told a lie too swift.