Naveed Akram (15 December 1973 / London, England)
The heart has a tongue so bright, so red with muscular strength
And able to converse with what is right and correct, with spiritual travel.
The conversations are bigger than stories of the most ancient,
In these simple words we reiterate the sorry tales to connect with spiritual travel.
Our tongues need untying when the character of a man performs worst,
Repent and be helped from the sin uttered altogether and checked with spiritual travel.
Our souls walk in gardens of delight after the times of goodness, of greatness,
So sorry is the man who longs for the only platform that is to detect with spiritual travel.
A new reward is given to those too high in secret knowledge, in the unseen facts,
Controlling them is then simplest, knowing them is direct, with spiritual travel.
My God is precious when you moan and deserve more from reasoning and testing some,
The men and women who are children shall grow out of moaning to disinfect, with spiritual travel.
To see the water on the journey of life is like seeing huge rivers flow into your mouth
And down the oesophagus, to collect in the stomach and then to expect with spiritual travel.
Do not now sound like a genius speaking of sounds and noises that mean words
When the sounds of the throat can mean the sweetness of prayer erect, with spiritual travel.
The praise delivered by everyone shall be increased obviously, as this means silence,
Silent beings shall triumph as they talk less with the evil spirits - say you must be incorrect! Just with spiritual travel.
The heart stopped talking when death appeared and life was snatched,
The angels of death enjoy their beating with their dialect, with spiritual travel.
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