Wind Blows Poem by Naveed Akram

Never does the wind blow twice
In this way that it blows.
Many dearest friends are compelled
To inhabit the air with frozen attitudes.
Mild sweating erupts to free us all
With frosts and ice to follow.
My habits collect and pursue
The nurses and doctors of ancient nature.
In the hospital one confesses the sins
Of the body, and the beautiful mind.
A genius has been born to love
A fellow human being or dwarf.
Let the cold weather be helper,
Without old nature and old adages.
The beauty of this age sows the beauty
That occurs from time to time.