Seas Of Ink Poem by Naveed Akram

I want to wade into the seas of words and writings,
Where are the repeated words? Where are the waves?
By deserting the ocean I mingle with children who fight,
By deserving fright I enter the sanctuary of right and good.
As pearls are gems of happiness in the harps of alarm,
We consider the faces of the ones in felicity that overturns.

I want to wish you a feeling deserting and betraying the devils,
I want you to pray to your fixed deity, your smiling ocean.
His Face is His Gaze, enlightening our life and death with words,
These bitter objects are the most delightful waves of distress.
You earn one if the wave subsides, and lose one after subjugation,
By the waves we wonder and think like children of thoughts.