One By One Poem by Naveed Akram

All that shines will cost the report,
The sun shines and forever more;
Loathing a fenced garden can bring
Me worry, worries are about more now.

I am old and strong, when fences burn,
Shadows run into the certain places,
These are dissertations of the truth,
Falsehood never burns and well is the truth.

I have a mischievous clown here,
Liking the jumps of the day ahead,
Deeper jungles are visited
And the eggs are laid one by one.