Shining Stars Poem by Naveed Akram

I weigh a ton, I am at rest,
Why does the star above be strange?
For it shines on my head,
Even at night with dark lusts.
I find it friendly and fiery like stars
Of the ancient religions.
I see it in books with water and wine,
Why are the stars so strange?

My weight is like winding paths,
Orbits of the worlds,
It finds the message of the stars,
For the writhing messages are false.
My weight at night is strange
Like the white stars of old.
Even at full nights, we stride and stroll
Little by light in the full light.