I Have Heaven

I have heavens in my garden of bags,
These house the palaces of your design,
Openly the maidens have worn their candor.

Some lucky frown has fallen down,
Bags of ability and worry swear to it,
But fortune wails and wonders from the heart.

I have parcels of assertion in these gates,
Earth shall be the straightforward home
Of a world of worlds, calling their sirens.

I have the charm,
I saw obvious enchantments in the path,
Towards the bag of pride was an escape.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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