Destroying Love Poem by Naveed Akram

Love destroys the heart of the matter
When the silver foil is betrayed,
Destruction lingers in the head
For the blood of rains, and also pains.

Loves can hide in strange places,
Palaces of the evening reject us,
While the devices make certain gestures,
Then next a sting elapses and convinces.

Love has an odour of brilliant light,
Fixing its venom on the venerable;
And the heart of the matter is lovely,
As the senses of the old body deteriorate.