I Enter The Shadows Poem by Naveed Akram

I enter interesting stretches of the imagination,
Graceful waves obey the sinister waves of crimes;
My entrance into futile wars is of the satanic causes,
Opening the findings, and the closing has begun.
I enter the tread of the path of life that masters me
As I serenely glow with tints of heat.
The heat shadows me with its tongue,
Tongues enter the mansion of quiet
Like the lettered man of our former age.
Imagine him with wading arms and legs
That evade the elevated men of arts and sciences.

I enter the spring of the eyes so solid and sacred,
In the face contains a secret of the righteous martyr.
One has blown into the heart for the secrets of swords,
Tails of their own metals are like tales.