Roaming Hearts Poem by Naveed Akram

To roam behind curtains steals from the heart,
The intellect suffers from obvious ailments;
Stringent are the tasks awaiting those hungry souls.
For this heart bleeds, and that heart stomps,
Feeding the blood of the heraldry,
They work again to strive and conquer,
Their halves are halved again,
A sacerdotal oath has arisen.

One energetic lad falls prey to enigmas,
The lad and lass is synergetic,
Forcing their deluge on the others
Who respect those with respect.

The shipload of dresses rules over the woman
Who has grown into tides and wishes.
My lads are from her actions, the best
Of the wrestlers are so mindful of the pleasure
That has arisen,
Fearing a day that traverses the hard rock
In the background.