Thoughts Of A Child Poem by Akhtar Jawad

The child saw you as a little fairy,
You are so beautiful, charming and pretty,
Flying very high on the Milky Ways,
Reflecting in the eyes your silky rays,
With blue umbrella and mirror of the moon,
Trillions of diamonds the twinkling boon,
You waved your hands and a flying kiss,
Made the child smile with the lovely bliss,
The child waved his hands and invited you down,
While replying to the child you lost your crown,
The child jumped to catch it but high it flown,
In cramps of heart your gown was lost,
Your tears turned in the dew and his sigh in frost,
As your gown someone turned in ash color clouds,
When your tears were settled on the petals and leaves,
Someone from skies or from the earth few thieves,
Stole these pearls and hid it in the seas,
Child was searching your crown on the trees,
Dawn came with aurora someone peeped from the east,
Child couldn't see your crown but a look at least.

The dejected child when sees clouds on the sky,
He wishes he could catch it if he could fly,
Could knit from the clouds your gown once again,
And go to hiding place where you are in refrain,
Snatch the crown from the cruel dawn,
Incarnate you on earth at a greenish lawn.