We Are Sweeter Than The Wheel Poem by Naveed Akram

We are sweeter than apple juice when odd stars
Reckon like the kings of the queens, the right in health.
We are blessed like the rage of the ancients, the rights
Of a man derive the equations of physics and ascertain
The methods of theory, a unique wheel is rolling
Like the wheel of the classical men who fought with nails.

Where is boredom when earth's treasures keep sanity?
My philosophers are grander than the weight of the moon,
Our scholars decide the words of younger years that drive
Like a psychopathic killer, teasing the oldness of mind.
My old one is stranger than bridges of the eve of the wars,
My old man is a grandfather, my awesome man is strong.