Sexy Enough To Be Admired Poem by Akhtar Jawad

As long as the creator and the destroyer remained united,
The Angel and the Devil were sleeping together on the same bed,
That was free of time and space.

As soon as the creator and the destroyer were separated,
They got a chance to dance in a beautiful costume or totally naked,
Both were pregnant of some grace.

The Devil threw spectrum of white light and colored,
The Angel's opaque dress, now transparent and shaded,
The Angel is open to us the Devil has a hidden face.

We are helpless spectators of the show, cannot interfere,
When tired we leave the theater and go somewhere,
Where? Nobody knows as nobody came back after going,
Let us hope we get a chance of another coming.
Let me follow path of the third child of Mother Nature,
He is reformer, the thinker, and the leader of the creature,
Let me sit in the theater as long as my ticket is not expired,
Let me watch the dance of life, sexy enough to be admired.