The Starlight Poem by Naveed Akram

The starlight winds in a delicate way,
In this meaning there is word and way.
My id confirms these facts like a runaway,
My ego satisfies the individuals around.

This is starlight: masterful illusions of water,
An ether has been reached to investigate;
The story of my anxiety enfolds in the masses
Who strike into the many many men who die.

I worship the stars if my infidelity seeks others,
Only when the star nearest illuminates and steers
Towards us, do I steal a rabbit for the whole prize,
This starlight is of hares and small beasts under it.

The stars give light, they shine light, consequently
They rise into the sign and space of a welcome day.
A night is all-shattering in its innocence, well-formed
Innocence shudders always in time and space.