My Place In Existence Poem by Naveed Akram

I don't know my place of birth,
My talent is as young as the earth,
My happiness reigns supreme and naively,
My rocks of gold shine morbidly,
What is a goal is a long living guide to
Existence.

My dear life shines from place to place,
Golden fountains are emblems,
Mountains will reign in my journey
To the other side, where my task lies.
Which goal do I score in all my unity
And alarming taste?

I don't know why I am wise, from this day,
My night longs for the next night,
My disease is ancient and narrow like an alleyway
Or an avenue of distrust, the forces of which
Only I know; I do not know,
For I know, and I know and I do not know kindly.