Swift Bird Poem by Naveed Akram

Will nobody swiftly move in front of me?
This obstacle you are is like a bird in flight.
Travelled by the wind, easier than a wing,
This tragic loss negates my allowable happiness.
Shadows and enemies are in the locality,
Flight is destiny, passing my three tests.
One test is the launching of heads,
One is to succeed in beauty,
And the other must be done to be supreme animal.
The farthest land is gained by those airs traversed,
Will this be a little weird for my head and heart?