Your Paradise Is Met Poem by Naveed Akram

Your paradise is met by tones of laughter,
Offering you love from up above like openness,
Ladders erected can surpass its beauty one
Day, to speak of little words after guttural sounds.
Sensible as the springs and cisterns and saints,
An artistic crook can never cook for you here.
Lands and aunties, uncles and gentlemen stand
At ease, with manual labour, fulfilling yourself.
My paradise is your parachute into the unknown
Of the souls and ontology that we pursue with
Persistence, please persevere for entry
And then gain your paradise to enact the play
Performed by actors of the whole wide world.