To This Door Poem by Naveed Akram

To this door be a kind man and be a melody,
The street is sacred, before the eyes of mankind.
When I sing along to the words of my creatures,
The quests are opened, reasons are donated,
Epics are written, felonies are perpetrated like oil,
Risks are taken by the melody of the wishes.

To this door be a spine righteous, and straightaway
Ask for wine, food and scents of heaven that glitter.
I donate these gifts to your majestic life and happiness,
Singing is a criminal when offered stale juice, poor
Ale, and atrocious champagne, we hate the records
Of evil people in this majesty and this world of wonder.