My Happiness Chained Poem by Naveed Akram

O God
My happiness clouds the mind,
A shaken shell surrounds me
But this time the friendliness is extreme
And I crack the shell to see my soul.

O God
My glories should never be my shadows,
Investigated by the devils chained,
For I fear them not if the heat is too strong
And the fire of their soul is small.

O God
My thoughts hatch as a philosophy
That harnesses mild joy from intellectuality
So that elements can be separated
From their compounds in a precise manner.