The Wise Men Speak Poem by Naveed Akram

The wisdom is such a strong affair,
It burns and dies with each breath you take.
Those willing to fortunately reject us,
Are casting the stones to the satanic pillars.
Jewels are thrown with the trajectory of souls,
Diamonds display themselves, and worse evil.

How infinite is the world of condemnations!
A bird is flying towards the planet of least health.
It drank due to the man who observed it,
The time stood still, and birds and creatures obeyed
The fortunate one, who abided in the fires of yours;
This is the well-worn disease of sacred monuments.

My wise men speak to each other in this court,
Like roosters and chickens, for the God who warns
Everything in this creation is not like the court of yours.
Look further than the truth, and you will fly like a bird,
Cascade into the dark mountain of youth, and never
Return to the abode that is far-reaching and certain.