Study On The Desk Poem by Naveed Akram

Desks of study are erected,
We turn over the pages,
Reading what the currency is,
Discussing the frequency of pain
And loving the light of the book.

Describe us when it stands,
The book stands when we understand
And these pages restrict our vision
When liking through the lenses
Of our glasses is also required.

We can distribute our wealth,
Bend the stupor in our glasses
When liquor has spoilt the taste,
But why do wealthy people
Find more wealth and more power?