Of Names

To first take notice of my name
Is wanted, when the eyes and ears matter;
Sleeping in the night is heavier than replies,
Stories of ancient nature shall be wept in dreams,
Dark thoughts enter minds on the second time.
Too much meaning is a glass-like object,
Easily broken when falling,
The name takes awe as if the sky has rain,
Thunder strikes in the heart,
Lightening is felt for the weather is such.
Gentle presentations have names to them,
Highest mountains shall be fountains.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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