So Many Thoughts Poem by Naveed Akram

So many thoughts may argue for sustenance,
But one of their hindrances betrays the mind.
Thoughts should bring haunted happiness,
Thinkers will be more in the faith of laughter.

So many words enjoy themselves in throats,
Forgetting them installs happy relics and joys;
My offensives are of the generals and colonels,
Tacticians surround me like the fires of words.

The thinker is the holy philosopher, of ancient
Times and traditions, one is fully demanding
Them and their only thoughts of this future,
This modern piling of arms and strategies.

The thinking men are understanding of time,
Of this time we attack the tacticians and generals,
Hoping to gift my happiness in its moods,
The heart will speak like the final woes.