Remote Control Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Remote Control
Beauty said to herself,
I am aware of my charms,
I can feel myself,
But I have no arms,
I want to kiss and embrace,
I am perfect at my place,
I want to see my beautiful face,
I want to enjoy my lasting grace,
But I have no eyes to enjoy,
I need a repeater toy,
So the toys were made,
And the joys were made,
Keeping remote control in hands,
Beauty started the musical bands,
The toys started singing and dancing',
Loving each other, also romancing,
Let them sing and dance,
And enjoy the romance,
While stepping in harmony,
With the beats of bands,
The toys shouldn't forget, ,
Remote is there in someone's hands.
When the dolls dance, we have to always think that the string is held by somebody else and all movements of the dolls depend on how he pulls the strings! This is true of human beings too! We move and act by the remote control held by some one above us! Enjoyed this highly philosophical write!
Life is beautiful but death shouldn't be forgotten, a great message..................10
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5/3/2024 11:04:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A very very thoughtful poem.......................10