My Seeing You Poem by Naveed Akram

I know that my seeing you will define me,
But trust the visions you have adhered to,
Like the heavenly stance of a love falling.
Although my storey is full of speeches,
The balcony is contrasted by yourself.
It is a constant velocity, it is a continual affair
Of the refined heart, this heart of the roles.

I want so much to squint and stare,
Feeding the speech so talented and fearing.
The trust of the floor is the trust of the door,
It is continuous love that I pour like wine
Into its jug, to swallow and plug in.
This is the speech coming from heavenly
Places this time of the very door in height.