There Is A Sweetness Poem by Naveed Akram

There is a sweetness felt coming from the ease of drawing,
Its sweat is of the skin light-hearted and calmer than the sea.
A beautiful maid is delivering her illness on the fair youth,
A community of young gatherers makes happy knowledge.

So there is sweetness offered by athletes who endeavour beyond,
So art is their keep and wear, like clothes of the strong character.
Then the sweetness dies, falling from a cliff, like a gentle pond
Being disturbed by those in unity and blessed divinity, beyond us.

The sweetness falls like a wand in speed towards the ground,
Silk is bettered by gentlemen who wear simple clothes, stained
And happy, to be kept by the shops of tomorrow, andtoday their
Still suits match the wanderers and their children who abide in law.