Love’s Spirit Poem by Naveed Akram

Love’s Spirit



Love is the goal so bold,
May flowers of the sun be cold;
For fear of death and life,
I take into my arms my wife.

Let ages pass before I tell
The secret of my stupid hell;
Hearts always roll up fine words,
Their meanings fly like birds.

May the heavenly spirit come at last,
To peer into soldiery and contrast;
Lull the fighting so taught by others,
Even be those of the adorers.

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