The Missing Wrinkles Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Sweetheart! I have kept a record of my kisses,
I see a few wrinkles are missing from your face.
Let me read the wrinkles,
I want to know which the kisses are
that you have missed,
love stories are the wrinkles of a face
and writer is the time,
I can read the wrinkles.
Oh! Your maiden kiss is missing,
and the one in the night of wedding,
again when you gave birth to my first child.
Can you tell me where these wrinkles are?
And when you smiled I dived into eyes,
And I saw three mermaids
swimming in the ocean of your heart,
I realized,
time couldn't change them in wrinkles.
How naughty are the women!
When they preserve something in their hearts,
it becomes mermaids!