Fantasy Writer Poem by Naveed Akram

Succeed and write of monsters,
Wanting them close to your body
That wishes to dispel their rage.

Monsters are outward, in the ways,
Of the ways that endow pleasures
And protests, fulfilling the jets.

Your number of humans quickens,
Ten thousand are heartened by the wind,
Juices are running thick and viscous.

May we pause for the monsters
Imbibed by the adventurers
Who hate, and hasten to the dungeon-area.