In This Dungeon Poem by Naveed Akram

And in the passage we charted our ways tossing aside paper and stones,
What pull that is central shall strike at us now that we wonder?
This dungeon became something of a recluse,
It wished for disaster as a master of deception.
Falling back behind as a result of half-made gestures
Concretely martyred the entire crew of cruelty,
Lessons swayed and mangled the children of adventure.

This labyrinth that glows in the thoughts
Masters my prose as I write the words of pages
That detail my absence so that I win.

And in the passage as a result,
My words and deeds are now in imagination.
For we are witnessing the greatest pleasure
Man shall ever recognise,
One showing thinker has relayed his message
For all to glimpse and judge.