My Mind And Silver Poem by Naveed Akram

My mind and heart sank into a pit of humour
As the confusion and memories of men were old,
The days came back like the fires of the wish
Rattling in the winds of the categories.
My arm was under his arm as we both bothered
Like brothers of a different sort,
Lips aghast to the rolling saviours of old.
My minds defended a little repercussion,
Cloudy skies seemed like darkness of the earth
And soil. This much be the goats and silver,
I am parted by them in a sense that enlightens
And illuminates like the mirrors so natural.