The Nun Poem by Manzoor Akmal

O' Heavenly Muse! Thou gave me the blessings
Uncountable and Immeasurable
Of which I consider some the really special
The knowledge, the observance and the learning
And above all: the Courage and Will
To praise the Righteous and condemn
The wrong
Praises belong to you, Yes to you! The Almighty
Accept and welcome this glory

Thou, The Polyhymnia are the Muse;
Of Holy and Sacred verse
Bestow on this novice, the Power and the Knowledge
To praise the Sacred Church
And that Glorious Lady: preaching the words of God
O' Heavenly goddess, give me the authenticity
Of Chaucer, the consistency of Milton and;
The genius of Keats: to apprise the story
Of that Church truly and Righteously

The only Holy place in this city is
The House of God - the The Church of Haven
A priest; with his noble family, live there
Consisting of various Bishops, clergymen, preachers
And the only women of God!
The Priest: the Model of sympathy
Assigned Hie members, to give sermons
And preach the words of Almighty
To enlighten the people of this town,

The Church stood on this land, like a stream
With sweet water
And served the Inquisitors,
With the waters of Divine glory
It was like: as the Renaissance
For the Faerie World
Reviving the prestige lost, serving people
And leading them to the God
Of Jesus and Marry.

In this manly circle of father's, ministers
And Parsons,
A Nun was also there,
Though young, but learned well
Like a moon was She
In the middle of stars
Of the sky of Haven
So Pre - eminent
And So Paramount!

To many a folks, She was appointed
To deliver sermons
And to purify them
Though difficult, in a day, it was
But never She missed, a single one
So sincere and dutiful she was;
To her job
The others they wished to rank Her
But no one, never, reached to her stature.

She reached the Church, always in time;
And start Her speech,
Before time, but never late
The model of punctuality was She,
When perching;
' The children' - she called them
So kind and Courteous
Was She, to Her attendants
The Lady: The Nun!

The Discourse, which she gave,
We're always
Full of knowledge, learning and wisdom
So Proficient and so Skilled
The feedback, She takes it and Inspect
With the eyes of Artemis
But always She let off
The unread and dim and never charged
Anyone with harshness.

Not only in the Church, but outside;
She was available
And guide the followers,
To learn grow and flourish
Besides, the religious teaching, She was
So careful about Her parishioner's Needs,
Requisites and requirements of Church
And advice them, to be, always
Active Wise and and updated.

Lady Una: She was in wisdom
And truth
Marry in Nobility, and Bennet,
In genius
The Blessings, Of course, She was,
For Church and the people
A flower;
In the garden of God
She, of course She, whom named the ' Spring Flower! '