My Sky And Land

My land resides in this heart next to me,
Inside we see hearts of gold shining;
Your weapons are laid, these bars of gold
Shine further than the eye, these eyes.

My sky falls down and likes to descend,
Towering us in its brilliance, for the land.
My joy instils hated feelings of emotion
So that the land musters a stale smell.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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