Akhtar Jawad Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Akhtar Jawad, the bold, gold, never too old poet

A difficult work for a poet to write a poem on himself, nicely done.

Carry the devil too old, Otherwise, masculine gold, DeviI's fussiness, DeviI's business, Control my poems bold/// interesting

God bless! Valsa and Kelly have said all that is to be said about you. I can only stand by their side and salute. (10)

This self sketch has become more a caricature.....! You have nothing to do with the devil as far as we understand. I don't either think you are old! You are perhaps the naughtiest young poet of poem hunter....! May you shine like gold through your poems!

That's a wonder poem on Akhtar Jawad. I loved the way you described yourself, but........ May i add, that a poet can never be old. His mind remains ever young. You have a young, stunning collection of golden poems! :) Enjoyed reading this piece Akhtar Sahab!

Wow! A wonderful poem where devil occupies a bigger space than the man under reference. But thank God, the man with his substantial volume wins the bout. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks..