I Am A Migratory Bird (A Reply To Nadia Umber Lodhi) Poem by Akhtar Jawad
I Am A Migratory Bird (A Reply To Nadia Umber Lodhi)
The summer invites me to have a look of the spring flowers,
To take a bath in the pleasant rains of the northern showers,
Where there are beautiful scenes there are my bowers,
The winter forces me from the northern high stands,
To the southern shores where I don't rub my hands,
Be a little hot I shall come back to the northern lands.
The corona hinders this time I may be a little late,
Don't know it's nature or the man has closed the gate,
Though I can't run away from my written fate!
Though I can't run away from my written fate! /// it's the true fate of poet to write poem in anytime consciously or subconsciously or spontaneously, not to fly away too..........//
The corona hinders this time I may be a little late, Don't know it's nature or the man has closed the gate, Though I can't run away from my written fate! none can be truer than sir you ja sirji
Men are endowed with powerful and wonderful attributes than other living things. Yet, sometimes men are still at the mercy of other creatures no matter how small they are that force them to take extraordinary measures to combat the menace. Yes, we cannot run away from our written fate. A powerful poem with a meaningful message.
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5/17/2024 6:33:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Akhtar, it is your fate to be a poet of wisdom.
Thanks Richard.