In Love Is Beauty

In love, in deep beautiful time, one delight
Can blend and mix, blend and migrate
To a deeper love of threatening mice, so light,
So bright in white, so very dumb and late.

In this walking sleep comes a time so to mumble,
Too wet, too beautiful like a main message
In wait for heaven, in entirety the sleeping humble,
Exact and correct for all time, your afterimage.

I am stuck where nobody cares, and loses,
For success lies ahead, and life will be lame,
In order to achieve a pin and finger of flushes,
This ends with spilt blood from the same.

Offered to love is reward, incased in reward is beauty,
We felt harder with vegetable and meat, without crime;
Design the flux of life to influence life that it is discovery,
Return to the woods of distinction, a little climb.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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