Metaphors understand my being as they speak,
Inside their skeleton is a cause and response;
Flesh takes form, blood rushes, and the born are living
Among us when they hatch from oblivion and other options.
The philosophy of our solutions comprises a metaphor,
It sent us a bringing feature, a bought item of clothing,
Fit for the emperor and empress of the east and best parts.
A partner has happened on the same metaphor,
Feeding us with offices, frenzies of fancies.
My mind is met by the mythologies, a speaker has arisen
Who mightily withdraws a sum of gold from the best barterer.
The knowledge of a bitter man is like the wisdom of a better man,
Once the atoms of the storm rise to the abyss which fancies you.
Many minds think alike, if the position of studious sages requests
A sum of gold and silver, but the honesty of some who do goodness
Is gaining trust by the overlords of the seasons of change.
Metaphorical language encompasses the offspring of humankind,
Much like solid substances of the night air, this surprising dance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Naveed. I liked your poem but you are trying to say a number of things at a time. This leads to a loss of final impact. Regards.