Cares By Night Poem by Naveed Akram

Flying cares caress you with fears,
Angels mutter the praises proudly
Little with sacred nature of man,
Behold divine pleasures called the silk.

By the night starting fiercely, fleetingly,
A twice-taken sum of parchment unfurls
To rid throttling throats of words bespoken
To wrestle, bend and burden the livid memories.

A day is not a night, a night is not a day,
Darkness wears jaws so naturally tonight,
Angels muster juices and frocks so erring,
Answers to puzzled folk keep balancing.