Complex Language Poem by Naveed Akram

In complex causes a fright has arisen,
Out of stout fear, as the arrival is near;
In this complexity a stupor has occurred,
Offering to the gods a brilliant letter.
My cool sculpture seemed the essence,
Of a wooden block all chiseled and polished.
My accidents remained with me as a character,
Opening the gates of non fallible beings.
This was the complicated man of towers,
The genius of a sudden memory had arisen
And adorned the walls with paintings of yours.
This time be special with languages of the open
Variety, an open language is one of the chief mysteries.