Each Eye Poem by Naveed Akram

The heated eyes stare longing to destroy,
Yesterday they beamed on me worse.
The eyes smacked a glance of affluence,
The ears of mine beckoned a sound of hearing.
My face contorted to the stay of the emotion,
Its expressions gained acceptance from folly.
This main way of dealing with deadly salutes
Was the mainstream faith of every eye-holder.
They beheld the humans with awe and shame,
Conquering the few of us who stare and wait.
My truth was stronger than more than many,
Fitting the guise of ugly belief, of faith so weak.

The eyes contained a new message, of love and
War within the minorities, each lacking faces
Of light and true darkness, the dim light was
Bewitching and dumb, fluent in language
But non-existent, or devoid of life.
The eyes mattered to the soul of heavenly light,
Their mild accusations were certainly profound.
My ugly belief is a day old, a beautiful one
Catches on like fire of the cold war,
A distinct thread has been deplored,
Eyes are lifted to the heavens once more,
Always to be wanted in the same law.