Natural Prayer

Praise is for prayer, like the man of the pasture and lake,
You are the guide of beautiful remembrance and victory,
Your evil infected the death of a man twice your age,
Instead of poverty your life is at risk, chances are slim,
Understanding broke into disorder when the cows moaned
Their weakness in the valleys of the heifers, the solid heart
Of the galaxy, the place of stars and death, of death and stars.
Pray for me my love, minute victims of joy
May investigate the happiness I am in and pray for me.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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