Then Find With Your Eyes Poem by Naveed Akram

The sun rises so go and find me
Under the star that belongs to your eyes;
You possess it with your moon,
Enlightening the mind as if connected
To sudden impulses, that stir and water
The plants, with animals to bursting point.

The stars are stagnant in the darkness,
Opening jaws of light, feeding and feeling
Like plantations of such expense and cost,
The industry is alive due to the likes of you.
The sun should rise and it ought to devise a plan
Of daily pardons, fixing the victories of jaws and rights.