Deathliest Poem by Naveed Akram

Death has an answer for those who are weak,
Their stubborn nature only is given birth.
Then we stride in the graves to return to our mother,
To renew the living existence,
But instead it is heaven.
Deathly thoughts occupy my heart when
My heavenly standards show.
In the end the prayer of my being
Subjugated the devils who bring their being.
The sight of God was only to forgive me
Where I saw Him, when I heard Him,
As if the kings were minute and He was the Most.
Death has anger in its bottle of wine,
To drink is to have the heaven when death is near.