Plausible Belief Poem by Naveed Akram

The belief is plausible indeed, like the sailing boat
And the sea gliding beneath, so full of water indeed.
We obtain water from the clouds at night,
A city is lit by its own lanterns,
This night-time a solid feature is obtained
By the rocks timing their own path
Through existence,
Like the waves of the oceans shifting
So brightly with majesty and honour.
These joys are trumpeters
That object to our stay on earth
We have been created from.

The certificate of grace is the enlightenment
Of our future, the great deal of the century.
These oceans and lands are of the globe
And the economy of watered humans is faster.
The grace has settled in various villages,
Where the pens run with ink and words
Bouncing off walls of bricks and mortar.

The belief seems to be cherished,
It seems to be perished,
It deems you a coward and a bravery
At the same time.
What do you believe when messengers
Irritate your bowels and cry for the ways
To open up like earthquakes with their residue.