Aghast Of Life Poem by Naveed Akram

Aghast Of Life



Ghastly people master their excesses as fragile,
To be cushioned, to bind in sleep being fresh.
Thinking of slumberous life as brilliant,
A more of garden crept into their sleep,
As sleepless as flowers on planting and danger from the prickles.
Prickled by money in their slant of heaven
Is like mass-psychology to the layman!
I found him, the doctor, in that day
And he thieved my muscles, my kidneys,
As well he took my life and all - but, very nearly.
This is always your awareness and reverence for prayer
Descending into heaven, kindly worthy after God has passed.
I lay in my bedroom with cushions and pillows and the works.
Force I reserve angels with, as if God muttered through my heart,
And He gave me special looking features,
Before I was a deathly place.

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Naveed Akram

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