Mysterious Aroma Of Images - Poem by Naveed Akram
Life is a mysterious call from nature and place,
Love their lives as far as the ears and eyes;
For truth is beheld by those organs too fair,
Living carries a question of the bold and rare.
About death is a grief of the fellowship and anger,
They defend me when death approaches,
For godly men have striven where an ordinary mortal
Sees his picture, sounds are like their pictures.
My life is destroyed only when the soul has been expert,
Righteous plans solve the riddles of a life in ruins,
Plans are cast aside by the well-made years that are famous,
Like the stars of the television, so polite an aroma of images.
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