We Dwell And Yearn Poem by Naveed Akram

In these smaller moments of turning and yearning,
Where countries embark on adventure as everyone dwells,
And calculus meets trigonometry from the highest tasks,
What is the straight meaning of our worlds and words?
Why do thoughts dwell like houses of the other side?
Many forms invite their guests to dinner, invoking words
To inflame and heat the company of their right habit.
A spider will come and wake up your feelings, detach
The authors from the realities, and sin on those with message.

In these distressful moments, there are instants of joy,
For art is a love of the habits, from below we connive joys.
The paint is set, a spinner of electrons varies our speech,
So that orders of the macroscopic nature engulf the judges
Among us, the kings of justice, the queens of religious theses.
My goddess is enabled, my priest is worshipping, so be free
And understand why the nation is the outright winner.