The Sick Lady In My Bedroom Poem by Akhtar Jawad
The Sick Lady In My Bedroom
In a loose dress she is lying on her bed
Waking in the lengthy cold winter night
Starring at the ceiling fan over her head
Recollecting nights when stars were bright
Watching the moon in nights of December
Telling the stars how a lover kissed her
And when she did not go to meet her lover
How with tears her Romeo missed her
But she has investments in the bank of sky
Love's romance at the start but is the best
To invest, it's a hot blanket with double ply,
The investor gets it back with the interest.
Here comes her lover with a woolen dress
The dress is tight and exposing her curves
Here comes a smile after a painful recess
Who is dancing? Are these her nerves!
A wonderful poem of love and life. Romantic and touching. Love begets love. It is a process of production. The more you put into it, the more we feel secured. And in time it is most needed, we can count on it.
After a a painful rescue a smile comes. This provokes thought bit fills mind in emotion. An amazing poem of love and life is beautifully penned.
Awesome poem, Janab, I quote: But she has investments in the bank of sky Love's romance at the start but is the best To invest, it's a hot blanket with double ply, The investor gets it back with the interest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/1/2024 5:47:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Liked the third paragraph. Beautiful lines that are highly imaginative. They capture the nature of reciprocity in love. A great poem beautifully written.