My Names Poem by Naveed Akram

My names concern the families who own them,
How do joyous occasions measure up to a diadem?
Houses fill our places when controversy calls,
The names are so distinct, they happily stay balls.
Going to killers is like going to another nation
Just when damage has broken, on a station.
How do stars fall into the sun?
How do we pretend further than a gun?
The naming of officials is banned,
Why do companies of students occupy computer land?