The Same Globe Poem by Naveed Akram

The Same Globe



How the one of Hell looks on is vital,
The ones of their abode cherish the homes,
For they are vital and logical inquiries.

How am I to envisage the real enigma?
This mysterious wooden planet looks on,
Confounding us to its last drop and detail.

Just as a bird of prey walks in the air,
A mammal called humanity combs the globe
With intrepid and perilous ways.

The heaven awaits those in a patient struggle,
The hells are too many to count,
And we are instant rulers of the same.

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Naveed Akram

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