The Atmosphere - Poem by Naveed Akram
The atmosphere was the higher place
Of a heavenly proud action,
Blasts were blowing in the firmament,
Skies had breezes and winds.
The general ambience was that of trial
And trillions of moods swerving for
Character, melodies of affection
Struck the head of the household.
It was an admirable mien to forfeit the plan,
Current problems were abasing the sentences.
To exult in such rich accommodation risked
So much, for the clouds above were unsettled
As the winds breezed and clattered to see the clods
On the ground.
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