Sudden Walls Poem by Naveed Akram

In the sky above one rests tonight,
Impossible stillness embarks on its
Journey to the night-sky, past the stars
Of milk and grease so pure and lovely.
The flowing rivers of the night-sky
Are rampaging tonight, for the force
Of the wooden door is so strong
That witnesses are needed to testify.

In the doings of lords and ladies is a deed
So perfect that sudden noise erupts,
Like a last offering from mankind,
The splendid aroma of circles in the winds
Rampaging one after another.

I have stone built in the mud too student-like,
It is to the university that my home belongs,
I have souls and more souls within its walls,
I saw the shadow so forced by clouds
Of oblivion and repression.

I have a door so I went to the wooden one
Out of respect, as it delayed my understanding.
I have the night, the day and everything
Between, like children and ghosts and all
Mammals, like apes and marsupials.

In their doing I consider the next step
To the ancient door so wooden that
Wool has fallen from the sky.