My Postures Poem by Naveed Akram

My posture needs to be improved,
Since the horizon inhabited me as my fortunate self,
Sending me to distant far oceans that lingered
And fingered the irritation, offering my sympathy.

My postures are weak like the radiation from the sun,
Plants and animals flourish due to healthy planets,
And it sends me to the kingdoms in general
After a lengthy stay on deliberate soil.

Many postures are too many times the opposite,
Feeling exertions is the treasure of the wishes
That are from those who over-exaggerate,
Telling lies to the whole monument in the honesty.