A Different Day Poem by Naveed Akram

One eye is bolder than the other head of eyes,
One eye can master the interlace and the matrix.
To see some who are doctors in this general way
Is absurdly unique, the folly of danger is whole.
Many containers erupt in the laboratory called Earth,
A rose is martyred, a rose is burnt by the strange ones
Who infest the economy of riches that decline.

Nature is tall and grand, middle ways cut and toss,
The eyes are of the rare treasures, and the rose

Is my enemy of this natural world,
Theology and ruins are natural now.
For to speak of this burning rose
Condemns me further in the light,
Killing has been alienating the weak,
Kisses of the pencils of the awake
Are hitting their spot at my brain
That hurts because of the odours.

One more eye pops out and escapes from us,
Me and you shall have a lot of fun in heaven.