My Heart Is My Force Poem by Naveed Akram

My Heart Is My Force



My wedding is my heart that bleeds for you at night,
At day the dawn comprises the spirit of solutions and sight.
My marriage with life composes the stories of strife,
A regular action transmits the actions of a multitude.

My doing is my doing, my little life of little size and shape;
At day I connive the stronger forms of theories,
At night, I celebrate your face and heart together with dice;
The chances are slim that wrinkles will appear to the right.

My force is my reduction of life, my force still straightaway
Argues with the others in a spirit that is parallel.
My forefathers gathered amiable men who died and tried,
Figuring out a solution for the wishes of the one who made.

My deeds are my company, my doing is a projector
Or a cinema or worse, this day the temptation lasts,
And forever the life of a star above occurs to challenge
Us as we wed the familiar one, and demote the loser.

Sunday, September 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: heart
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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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