All of Life

The trees do grow and blow in the winds,
and stars emit light unfadingly,
This big land that is attractive
Is exactly the place of my heavenly dwelling house.
My riches and purity are exceeding others
whose lives are concerned with me.
Still, I ache for immortality and I yearn over life.
I hatch thoughts of life and passion
that fatten my soul and mind in every respect.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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