Brave Soul Poem by Naveed Akram

I am not a soul of bravery
If valour is the command of mine.
But brave speech glorifies the heat
Of the sky that glistens and prays
For those with my eyes and courage.
Equal aims are instigated
As goals are reached by far ones.
I am not a soul of bravery
Who weeps equally well,
Seeing heavenly splendours
And ways of connecting thoughts
Derived from the picking of pleasure.
Happiness came when the soul
Was full of bravery, as brave hearts
Concerned me, with shining stars
In the black stillness called delight,
This same delight called the night.