The Ultimate Poem by Naveed Akram

He hated to be alone,
In the wise world where dolphins
Swim their hardest craft,
When seas of silver and twins
Cast their eyes, O how sweet!

He thinks a bicycle looms,
And so shakes his head,
Has a chat, has a calamity
Yesterday, with the foil and coil
Of the livid years.

I looked at him and wondered,
Why do we speak too fast?
When do lives send their deaths?
The looming creatures surmount
The warlords of this politeness.

The only sign of life commands me
To spring into the factories of ingots,
Making fire meet the spire
And so burning is my incident,
It is the ultimate!