You Know My Happiness Poem by Naveed Akram

You know my happiness is longer than the sun's diameter,
You ask me questions for the soul that retires and accepts.

Our price is the highest and our wealth is the greatest,
Like the minorities and the rivalries, the stars and planets.

Ore is contained, awe is maintained, an anger sustains
The young heart in those inner circles of hearing and sight.

My happiness is good like the moon, it shines forcibly and
Brightens from the blessed river that flows according to peace.

You know my happiness more than your own wonders,
You aid my heart in the way of the rains and snows so late.

It is a storm in the making like a film in the making on sight,
The eyes meander and widen like an ample light.

You ask me questions and I answer in the straight manners,
But do we obey the Lord? I am thinking the righteous men conquer.