Brown Angels Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Brown Angels
Life is nothing but climbing to a mountain of dreams,
There is a peak; I listen to the song of falling streams
How earth's dry face is turned waxy by the creams
There is a bee with sweet honey and soothing wax
Sleep and dream my restless sweetheart and relax,
Don't waste the night in thinking who is the bee
You can't see, but the honey and wax you can see
Pains are followed by pleasure, fruits on the tree,
Let us climb and pluck forbidden fruits and flowers
Brown clouds are ready for the white showers
On the branches pink flowers and the green leaves
Men, animals, birds and insects; here all are thieves
Love is a rains that will heal all the cracking grieves
Love is a miracle it will turn into pleasure all our pains
Brown Angels will come down and wash all our skinny stains
Let us steal some colors and scents as our destined share
Nature is kind at the moment and we have courage to dare
The honey bee will peep down I'm sure, she will stare
In a heavy raining night be a scene more and more inviting
Let us be a source for her to be more and more exciting.
A wonderful poem full of images. I'm pleased my poem provided some inspiration. When it rains some drops are left behind.
I would like to pick best three lines of this magnificent poem: Let us steal some colors and scents as our destined share/Nature is kind at the moment and we have courage to dare/The honey bee will peep down I'm sure, she will stare! Beautifully written sir....10
Fascinating. No angels, brown or white, blue or green, will ever, ever. at my deathbed be seen. Because, well, just " because, BECAUSE, I'm the sinningest poet who ever, ever was. bri :) ok, i guess i made up a word: sinningest
An amazing rhymed poem, a beautiful invitation to love and enjoy a rainy night, a tribute to nature.
On the branches pink flowers and the green leaves Men, animals, birds and insects; here all are thieves Love is a rains that will heal all the cracking grieves Love is a miracle it will turn into pleasure all our pains Brown Angels will come down and wash all our skinny stains Let us steal some colors and scents as our destined share Nature is kind at the moment and we have courage to dare - - - - - - A beautiful poem on nature's beauty and healing power.
wowo- Men, animals, birds and insects; here all are thieves Love is a rains that will heal all the cracking grieves../// greatly touches me; superb poetic wise expression
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A beautiful poem on how rain plays a major part in giving us comfort after a long and scorching summer. Very nicely rhyming with a beautiful concept. Thanks for posting.