The Sky Of Pain Poem by Naveed Akram

The day that began to appear
I hid in the cloisters and demanded
From faiths a regular array of items
In my whole life.

The nights outweigh the stimulation,
A grotesque sleep is upon the onlookers
Who stare into darkness one at a time.

The starry sky fulfils my allegiance,
I have a planet behind me and in front,
The solid voices contract and demand
For the forming of formations is upon us.
The sky is dark, when appearances reject
My feelings of pain outside.

The forces sleep, internal reasoning
Is working on the working,
Deductions are relentless as
The pitch of a dark air is quietening.

Let the bundles of joy triumph
In the muttered ones, in the sly
Objectives, for those in space and death.