Real Energies Poem by Naveed Akram

May the energies of the stars at night be dim,
They strengthen the soul with infinity.
The numbers in the heart are rolling up
Their character to evict the town-dwellers,
The real city is the realest weapon of choice.
My atoms are scattered and randomly displayed,
Too many in one place, so many in another.
The crossroads exist in the sky, falling,
Like the stars at night and the stars at day.
One star shines too vastly, like the heavens,
That is our wonderful sun of such warmth
That souls beleaguer others with fright.
A lesson has been taught to the few who doubt,
When do they see the realities of stars?