Akhtar Jawad Poems

She flies from petals to petals,
In a twinkling of the poetic eyes
Like a gymnast performs it so well!
That's how the poet sees butterflies.
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Who cares for the flowers' gone grandeur?
Who reads the story of the falling leaves?
What to steal from one heading to a winter,
In autumn you invite the beautiful thieves!
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Behind the smiles are so many tears,
Don't come so close to me my dears,
My heart is filled with a lot of fears,
I‘ll hide that what peeps from rears,
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Relations that flourish in all the weathers,
A bird that has no wings and no feathers,
Still flies in a day so sunny and bright,
Or a dark night having lost moon light,
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How can you forget that moon lit night,
Earth was milky and stars were bright,
Winds were pleasant and weather inviting,
Inverted blue ocean was further exciting,
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Should you have been born in a hut,
where there is hunger,
where there are hardships,
where there are not sufficient means,
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Where politicians are failed,
humanity is derailed,
innocent children
and helpless women,
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And what else is the world?
A magazine published by the nature!
Writers send their short stories,
poets send their poems,
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The light was ascending
and calling me,
announcements were made,
the flight is about to take off,
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Can I forget that day?
You can and you may!
But not me, yes, not me!
I am now a flowers' tree!
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