Love Is Good Or Bad Poem by Naveed Akram

Love is a child from the organs of the body,
Full of heartache as glory enters the veins.
My kindness tears you apart, feeding the foetus,
Fixing the nails of authentic work from God.
A river called Illness is traversed in long minutes,
A sea called Tranquility pervades us when adult.
Love is a child's game between the good and bad,
Fitter then the rest of us, hating nothing at all.

I must draw a picture of what I used to do,
Missing the catcher and the loot of a rich man.
Money and gold, platinum and caviar, already a
Fall into misery, illuminated my mouth like hearts.
Diamonds lingered in the night, glittering like stars,
Rich men have kindness, but love is a child,
So meet the tranquil setting, and love every boy or
Girl who sees the game of good and bad.