Star Life Poem by Naveed Akram

I live a life of stars above my head,
Do not stay on your seat, knowingly,
Do not betray my love, for it hurts.

I understand like a man who learns,
Philosophy is my key, my term and condition,
Due to duties of the flesh.
I learn, and learn and learn, to fit my head
In your lap, donning my cap,
Feeding frenzy in children to come,
Like coldness of winter,
Like feeding mockery.

I understand, and I know truths of literal rules,
My origin defies exits and entrances,
For your majesty, and for your greatness.
Many entrance me with astonishment,
Mine is solution, mine is silver of the heaven,
The silver of the oppressed, of learned men.

I must still understand resolutions,
Their weakness astounds me,
Oaths after oaths can be others,
Feeling fierce laughter from above,
Like offices of containment,
Like the season of sentences and death.

I live a life of stars above my head,
Do not stay on your seat, knowingly,
Do not betray my love, for it hurts.