My Atom Of Friendship Poem by Naveed Akram

I must give an atom to my friend who is my age,
I agree to this attainment, as I praise the goings-on.
Fate is a tough provider, for the arms are empowered,
The legs keep sacred blessings as the roar begins.
My friendship is supreme, my insults are obsolete,
Yet simple-minded men and women collect the just arisings.

The revolution has begun, how to thank him?
For I love the all-powering tower looming and strong.
Its marble is concerning, its ridges are commanding,
The friendship designs a folder of work too commencing.
My authority begins as my knowledge discerns and disputes,
Forget the wisdom of a light that shines, but remember me.