My Meaning Poem by Naveed Akram

I find the reasons for displeasure in a way,
Birthday erases bikes of selling pleasure and are away;
I see this ashtray in some solid ticket to ride,
The bells are sounding like heaven itself
In the churches of many scents and spells.

The magic of freedom shapes the whole quiz
Dancing in secrecy, following a way that is a ballet,
The coffee of this day celebrates the break of sport,
A sport loosens control in this modern world
That releases a formality and a reason.

The feeling of heaven itself shall be felt in a day,
After the last day, and during the long stay.
To betray a man shall lose him for the forces,
Like heavens without hells, like the forces of weapons.
What do you follow of my meaning, this season?