The Soul Has Laws Poem by Naveed Akram

The admiration is sold to the soul of laws,
My accusation is so bold to the soul of laws.

This delirious sentence inspires me worse,
My accusing men find the cold, to the soul of laws.

It controls the colossal completion so ruled,
My sending to the heart is blindfold to the soul of laws.

This is downright cooking of the highest thought,
Many times the decisions we behold, to the soul of laws.

I am a cricket then the football, of the inner seizure,
Decrease then the battle of a fold, to the soul of laws.

May my soul make peace with generations to come,
I have to exceed in the successful foothold, to the soul of laws.