Intellect Poem by Naveed Akram

Though the intellectual kind is a kind, we differ,
For we differ, and detract from the distresses of war.
This isle is beautiful like the eyes of the heavenly maidens,
This mild illness will enter the winds of the faithful.

Thoughts of your excellent mind are inner memories,
Remembered by the soul that differs from other souls.
This windy war escalates into oblivion as water runs out,
The rivers of the oils and fats will corrode the heaven.

Then be breezes and soft scents, be oils and dresses,
Feeling faint pressures, forcing new hopes, and proper tests;
My success is exceeding the heavens and earth tonight,
For eyes and ears are pasted onto signs of the book.