My Voyage

My voyage is supreme over others,
For him is the reward who gathers,
Going along the borders
Is no shame.
My list of weathers is gained by the trek,
The little path it takes brings me awe.
I have a life among the living,
As living as animals and plants.
We are in a journey to heaven,
And your friends became extraordinary
When the days endured the prosperity of life.
History is a plane,
It flies to where ever you desire.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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