I Can Light My Cigar Poem by Naveed Akram

I can light my cigar with frozen fingers,
Steel is bigger disgrace after waste;
But the buttons of this night and day
Are pressed by loving features of life.
I can see further than light of the heights,
Opening the council to convene and state
The terms of life given to the whole melee.
We see the divine living standards in some,
Those with fingers of the night are steady.
Business of the night is a forsaken night,
Living the fight of a day in delights of right.
I can light my cigar with extra special fright,
Licking the contours of the hills as I deliver
My death to the whole unity of life and all.