A Lonely Bench Poem by Akhtar Jawad
A Lonely Bench
As long as a bench is lonely
and there are not two humans
sitting on it,
may be friends or may be lovers.
God will overlook billions of benches
that are not vacant.
May be it's the only vacant bench on this earth
with nobody to watch the beauty of nature
its colors,
no body to feel its fragrance.
Come on Sweetheart!
The scent of your silky hairs
and perfumes of your colorful dress
are enough to become a part of the scene.
Sit with me on this lonely bench,
feelings of the flowers if scene will lack,
I promise to add it with a warm kiss.
A bench is not a bench if no one sits on it. A wonderful imaginative write with a meaningful message on togetherness and friendship.10++++
God will overlook billions of benches that are not vacant. feelings of the flowers if scene will lack, I promise to add it with a warm kiss. A lonely heart, with a touch of sweetness depicted...Thank you for sharing, Akhtar...+++++10 You would also love to read my My Lovely Bench. Cheryl♡
Beautiful poem. Bench should never be vacant, in fact it must be occupied by twosome to enjoy the beauty of nature together. Loved reading it.
To experience the joys of nature with another person is the best thing that anyone can hope for. A beautiful and somewhat tantalising poem! Thanks for sharing Jawad sahab.
This invitation to sit together and enjoy the beauty of Nature is so hearty in itself! The promise of a warm kiss makes it even more inviting!
and GOD also adopts management by exception full benches to see all are happy but a bench empty god even worries nice imagery sir
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Lonely bench waits for lovers to come and sit. Nature adores moment wearing colourful dress and flowers spread fragrance. Feelings are shared beautifully in silence. Love does miracle. A nice poem is interestingly drafted...10