Will Of A Shape Poem by Naveed Akram

Here was the will of a shape,
He became noisy in speech;
Now for the way inside others,
He lurched into the scene offering
My kindness to the rest of them.
He was a wavering corner of the globe,
Keeping kindness in this whole world.

The pity with small boys was that
Thinking mattered more than rest;
He had known desire, now for the way
Inside others who reduced their love.
He thought he loved them, he married
For love, as he asked them to grieve
And deplete the forces of healthy contrivance.

Such people displayed a healthy attitude,
Being in the world like a phenomenon,
Reducing their love, and he thought
What was unthought, a figure of the ace
In some battle for his country,
Like a flyer of the swans, beaks with
Their talent.

The same love beamed on the fowls,
But he thought a majestic spring in airs
Too much with a party, a stirring completed
The tea of this winter.
Swans weathered the fray with new born,
The same loves bespoke as if morning
Was an evening.