I Have No Fault Poem by Naveed Akram

I am alone with no fault like my own,
Themes belong sweetly to poking men,
Their faces derelict, weather effectual,
A cosy aroma uplifts sleepless nights,
Only belongings confidently endure.

I am alone as a man in fight, lights decode
Disastrous payments, poisoned by laziness.
Thieves of the night break in, devaluing my soul
Dicing with death, so prolonged by mania
Like spasms, rectitude and sinning.

It is in the face, it is in the haste of deciding
What frankness exists dulling the landscape
So feathered by peacocks in the distance.
It is beautiful when the world calls your soul
To backgrounds kept in the scenery of the heart.