Facing upwards we conceive the utterances,
by Naveed Akram
Catching on fire we complete the foolishness.
Endure then and encircle slight breezes of the east,
With lifelong friendship being carried along.
Console the friends of these saints and saints
Who are listeners of slight phrases from God.
That the inner wheel starts and stops is meagre talk,
That the innocent patience of a man masters
The foolishness of a competing pair is a solid deed.
We press on, catching lies shone from the whole levels,
Wasting away like devils of the drain and pain.
So the thirst mounts and sweat has been the result,
A sun shines with desert style to evacuate the weak.