Captive Poem by Naveed Akram

It held me and captivated me as long as an hour,
I am the captive of you now, offering peace;
But you have not struggled as much as me,
My dying encases the life of yours, brimmed with safety.
Internally I demand something of treasure,
The days are longer than a month, forming a year.
I am waiting forcibly, I created a new season
Of thoughts inside the other gloss of the mind.
An island of ideas has emerged for me
In the mouth, in the heart and the brain.