We have reason in hearts of hours and days,
by Naveed Akram
Pure fishes swim towards the brain's crimes.
Our purity match the cattle, our powers are like foxes
That bleed like the lambs of the night and day.
We have reasons to implode and corrupt the forces
Of nature, a pain is not an ability nor a plague
But a nail in the coffin of primroses, of lavenders.
We have never tired along the suffered voyage,
Lulling the seas of fiery oaths, over flames of water.
We have hearts bending towards the starlight,
May the utterances of a pious man be contentment
For the few who utter and bless like a beautiful angel.