He Sent His Letter Poem by Naveed Akram

He sent his letter through the box,
It grew larger as it progressed,
Fulfilling the only pleasure of paper,
For paper warns paper, paper is pious.

He sent the overwhelming secret,
His screen was cast like a spell,
And on it appeared a worthy attack,
Of chivalrous objects worthy of post.

The secrets of the warmth in the house
Displayed an arena of sound and warm trial,
The letters were keeping a sound in their ears,
The post had arrived and approached all.

He sent his life to another land,
Letters and words began the quest
Of the next erasure, of the next trial,
And the last ordeal and lost hope.