Akhtar Jawad

Gold Star - 31,765 Points (8-2-1945 / Gorakhpur)

Hidden In Ashes - Poem by Akhtar Jawad

You ignored me many times,
As if,
I am a stranger to you,
When you look at me,
In the crowds of a gathering,
You don't smile,
And you prefer to sit at,
A place,
Quiet far from me,
When I talk to you,
You utter,
Just two or three words,
When you see me on a road,
You don't wave your hands,
When we discuss politics,
You don't oppose me,
Your silence is painful,
But I take it as a color,
Of the lovely rainbow,
That is beauty of friendship.

I am not annoyed,
My friend,
I know there is something,
In me, yes in me,
That has annoyed you,
But that something,
Is annoying me,
I'll not ask you,
I know the art,
Of studying myself,
My conscience,
Is self-accountable,
I am a human being,
What so if I commit,
Something wrong,
I am not aware with.

But I assure you dear,
A day will come,
When my conscience will send,
A message to me,
Being aware of my guilt,
I shall mend it at once,
And I'll come to you,
And embrace you dear,
And your lovely smile,
Will blossom the flowers,
Of a dormant friendship,
Buried alive in ashes,
Still hot with passion,
The twinkling sparks,
Like hidden stars,
In the thick dense clouds,
Facing suffocation,
Still alive!


Poet's Notes about The Poem

But before any message from my conscience, he called on me yesterday, and embraced me. This poem is for satisfaction of his ego, informing him that I was also planning to do it.

Comments about Hidden In Ashes by Akhtar Jawad

  • Gold Star - 9,229 Points Geetha Jayakumar (9/2/2014 11:28:00 AM)

    Fantastic poem. True friendship will never get broken forever. It will remain alive in heart. Sometimes misunderstandings can happen but this a phase of life. Inner conscience will never allow, to let go off the friendship.
    I loved reading each lines. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 27,704 Points Valsa George (9/2/2014 11:23:00 AM)

    So the grey clouds have drifted away and the sky is once more cerulean blue! The smouldering fire of friendship has strengthened into bright flames! Great write! (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 585 Points Silvi Tripathy (9/1/2014 8:11:00 AM)

    A day will come,
    When my conscience will send,
    A message to me,
    Being aware of my guilt,
    Good experience sir. I liked it much. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 6,750 Points Salini Nair (9/1/2014 3:24:00 AM)

    sir a wide aspect that i couldn't explore..............but nice to read (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,008 Points Khalida Bano Ali (9/1/2014 2:56:00 AM)

    The apparent meaning of this poem is activation of a dormant friendship, but it seems to me the real meaning of this poem is too far beyond the frontiers of imagination. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,179 Points S.D. TIWARI (9/1/2014 1:36:00 AM)

    A great philosophical poem. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 39,733 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (9/1/2014 1:09:00 AM)

    Topics itself is so nice lovely (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 1, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, September 1, 2014


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