I'm Glad To See You Poem by Naveed Akram

I'm glad to see you if you're mine,
About noon the thinking was ever,
One day it rained roles of gods,
One night the walk up to avenues
Folded in peace, like a blessing from space.

I found a minute and second to see it,
A curl of the voice, a room for comments,
Butlers wept on this joy, silver and gold
Surrounded me, I found the nationality,
I found a man in slumber on a dream.

For the dessert a man seemed perplexed,
Like a swan in mid-flight, thinking to and fro,
Like the rushing waves of the sea, oceans
Are aghast to see me act like a surmounting
Angel, a cadaver of living and death.