Encumbered By Winds Poem by Naveed Akram

When downwards encumbered everything,
A man on a slope was fatigued,
As sly as pennies from a purse,
Like the winds of heavenly springs.

When upward kings digested and ducked
Under the trees of life, a new venom
Engrossed the population of rings and jewels,
One worked hard to earn their jewellery.

Waking the place of hurt and cities of God,
Put me in a twist when kings made a country
Full of coins and letters of honey that climbed,
Into the well of abundance came the passionate monk.

When downwards is the plunge, we walk in all
Bad tasks to see under the seas of trees
A vegetable of abundance, a shrub growing
Too thin, as thin as answers of the world.