Akhtar Jawad Poems

I owe you, yes; I owe you my mother,
Anyone like you, none no other!
You stole me from the garden of flowers,
Wrapped me in a blanket after washing in showers,
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Tum bhi is dil ke tarapne ka sabab poochti ho,
Tum na pooch tumhein ye bat bataen keyun kar,
Aiey meri parda nasheen parde jab tum ho chupi,
Tum hi socho to zara parda uthaen keyun kar.
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I saw her colors I remember her perfumes
Printed flowers of her exposing costumes
In the pleasant winds of the early springs
When my eyes had two naughty wings!
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Nature behaves like a woman
or a woman behaves like the nature?
Shining silky hairs,
shining starry blue eyes,
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Winter in hot countries is a natural gift,
Takes dirt and sweats gives a silky sift,
I'm afraid of her hysteria in heat,
During hot summers, it's often a rift,
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I do not know my first learning,
I have heard it was a cry,
that brought smiles on many waiting lips,
my cry confirmed I have started breathing.
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The widow daughter of the ancient mother,
With pains in her heart and tears in her eyes,
Regrets to give birth to the fighting sons,
Raised white hair head towards the skies.
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I remember
I saw Caylin
while I was walking on the Milky Way,
but Caylin was not walking,
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Whether horizontal
or vertical,
at times fully identical.
emotional, sentimental,
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When I am touched by your beauty,
My eyes start kissing your silky hairs,
I dive in the deep ocean of your eyes,
Taste your coral lips that have éclairs.
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