Cheer Me

You cheer my spirit like a fountain of joy,
Water has passed through my lips like a toy;
Your embrace matters everyday,
As if the caress is blinding me in a way.
Young hearts are proud of their belongings,
Like the home or shelter, the strong or blessings.

Still cheer me some day, as a passerby,
Fools do not arrive for shelter or like a butterfly;
Please, beauty encases us with its hold,
Much of us says beauty is too bold.
May I capture the melody of this song,
Open up your eyes and ears to those who belong.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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