Attack Of Love Poem by Naveed Akram

The attack is love, of intensive care, easy percussion,
So that a theology is bred to outpace the magic.
The attack on our life is of flying acts, majestic acts,
Above the enemies' planes, fighting the edges.
This day we die of protection, with one day as one sight,
Open then, open the neurotic world of disbelief,
Featuring a quiet earth and soil of the same contaminant.

This cleaves the ground of a trial and justice, feet hurt
As earth quaked, earth is adrift, it is soil of the distaste.
The attack on love is full of dismay, a captive highlights
The action of a thousand caves, a carving man or
Craftsman of cases and causes so effective.