Reaction On The Princes Is' Poem When You Look At Me Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Reaction On The Princes Is' Poem When You Look At Me

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When I look at you...I'm really looking at you! !
not your big brown eyes, not your wavy brown hair
not your unblemished skin...my eyes just stare
deep into your eyes...your soul I see.
But we never met and I never saw you,
I haven't watched your portrait,
any of your videos.
I haven't listened to your voice.
Still I say I' have seen you,
I have heard your voice,
I know your thoughts,
Do you know how?
I read your poem,
an open window with transparent curtains,
a window that opens in your heart,
where your real face is sleeping and smiling,
perhaps dreaming!
Such a beautiful window of a lovely heart,
where words are flowers and lines are rows of roses,
and the rose together form a green land of roses,
and one is magnetized to stick with flowers,
whereat he is inspired to react,
yes, to react with a poem for a poem,
a beauty for a beauty,
a beauty that must be admired,
whether it's sun of the east,
or it's a moon of the west,
but such contrast of greenery and pinkish roses,
how a poetic heart can pass by and ignore,
the beauty of poetry is created to adore.

Friday, November 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
M Asim Nehal 08 November 2015

You always add a new dimension to any poetry you write and the subject you choose to write on......Loved it as usual.Janab.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 07 November 2015

Window opens the heart in this fantastic reception poem drafted mindfully. Nice imagery is drawn in favour of thought and humanity. Very wise sharing definitely.10

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Loke Kok Yee 07 November 2015

your lovely poem have opened a window for me thanks-10

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Kelly Kurt 06 November 2015

Poetry is indeed a window into to the writer

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Rajnish Manga 06 November 2015

Some poems make us ecstatic. This poem is a tribute to another poem through which the poet in you could make a pen portrait with characteristic details. Thanks. I quote a few lines: whether it's sun of the east, or it's a moon of the west,

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