Ease Me - Poem by Naveed Akram
Ease on the throttle you heart,
Hindering me was the heat of the heart,
For blood swore to it that never will it reign,
Like the showers of blessings contained.
My substances of strength overlaid a reality,
The reality was within, and reasons had stayed.
Causes of strength were many,
And the kings of the illness fought.
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