The Heart Has Ranks - Poem by Naveed Akram
The heart smiles smartly in layers of kindness
This time in the present, when the witches
Surmount the dark skies shimmering with moon.
Of this side there are solids and liquids,
Assassinating each other, galloping with pride,
So that vigorous expertise is surmounted.
The heart is the house of the earls and dukes,
Languishing in the entirety of the skies,
For the witches have arrived in their evil
And badness. switching between you and me.
My house envelops our stories and tales,
Likeable bonds elevate the ranks in this home.
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