Space Is Space Poem by Naveed Akram

We are more complete each day,
All that appearance is a secondary measure.
He caused our names to be intelligent,
Three things he left and waited for himself.
Through experience we mattered tonight,
Believing and relieving the utter air.

So then pressure is a blink of an eye,
What a fundamental mistake of the heart!
We are with day and day, night and night,
Causing our bodies to float and flow in the cosmos,
Like astronauts that forsake the ground,
Like grave men who understand the vacuum.

I am in heralded pain, in the awesome peace
Of the universe, floating freely like a lame man
Who earns by blinking, looking at the suns
Some call home. The day is upon us, but I am
In pain, for the cosmos is in a rage around me,
And I observe like the authority, of a difference.