Harmonic Water Poem by Naveed Akram

Harmonic rivers cast their tempo
To alleviate suffering and sureness;
The shadows of the rivers probe
And foster children as they are neglected;
Faster than swimmers we aid the river-people,
Like an outward hand and spirit.

Want the desirous feeding grounds!
A general havoc ensues to tell the tale;
My fountain showers its blessing and appears
Glum, like itself it walks in the air, sir,
Walking until it drops and sits and stands
To goad the food from the plate.

A little heaven probes into desires,
Telling a tempo of ridicule,
That harmonised the plain features
Of this page and these pages of neglect,
The offering of somewhat yesterday
Struck at the heart of wide jokes.