Blustery Poem by Naveed Akram

Blustery boosts wound round the trees that were offering bullion,
The jewels fled after air particles goaded the actual trunks
And glum puzzled parts of bark were usurped, leaves were claimed,
And leaves were left to the forces of godly intervention.

After this natural contention a glow from the sky vanished
Replaced by darkness, the wide and wider abyss called night;
Jewels were conspicuous, leaving the stars in wonderment
To be called feeble for their glimmering and simmering.

As slowly as heating a cake, the day resumed, to fight the hard gusts
Yet again, as a single-handed wind strove along the road
And bit hard at the royal leverage, commonality had reasserted the scene
For the wind had since been an offence called Regicide.

The king had escaped into the alive-world, where little men reigned
To be reining horses of their own winning, the very aid he received for kingdom;
That kingdom was in no blustery showers, but this kingdom remained
With a queen who had lost her jewels in the forest of foes and worry.