Truthful One Poem by Naveed Akram

With witchery of the profession and art
Is a wand of pleasure and a falsity;
The wizards fight the most monstrous souls,
And the hunters of artists and scientists
Cause them to issue demands and then
All of the heavenly bridges tumble
So that nobody can escape, nobody.
These magical numbers remain awake,
The scholars revive the sciences and
Strong subjects are understood
With glorious topics and masterful paths.
The whole sign of glory is shone
On the mind and the heart
As the tongue of the heart will speak
From the true ones, the ones who speak no lies
And who are truthful.