The Melancholy Night Poem by Naveed Akram

The melancholy night raises its dew
To the height one marries with justice;
For evenings are light like the sunny man
In his sunny tomb, with the summer's sun.
His grave is overturned when it is bright,
And darkness envelops the horizon-view;
Sinking will jeopardise a normal human-being
With the delightful caress of a madder man.
Can the nights of illness and resumption
Be a guide to the perfect way?
Surely the lies abate when rich in alcohol,
For those intoxicated are like godly helpers.
The meal of a thousand swans is in flight,
Yet the banquet we dine is the banquet of heaven.