Our Family Joy

The next world buys us time for the place is noon,
Noon is the time of this place, this very beautiful dwelling.
We saw a world so similar when we found beauty,
The work of youth is about when we force.
The compendium of joy employs our energy,
To cross off the activity we entice the men of energy.
This world is not like the Hereafter in terms of joy,
For we now rejoice to strengthen our bonds,
The kinsfolk are certain of good leadership,
This family is the brightest merriment.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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