Touch My Words Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Touch My Words
So what if you cannot read my love letter,
from your beautiful eyes.
Sweetheart!
You have beautiful long fingers,
With nails like petals of rose!
I know the magic of your fingers!
So many I have watched,
much more is ahead.
I know the nerves of love
of your sensitive fingers
are the best splinters,
and a messenger of love,
always runs so fast
and reaches to your heart
yes, your fingers are always winners!
The language of touch is the best language,
Bless my words with the pinkish touches,
First touch it from your fingers
and then by your lips,
your lovely smile says you have read the letter.
I know where girls keep such a letter,
Let it be kept there and go to your bed,
Wish you sweet dreams throughout the night!
Louis Braille (4 January 1809 - 6 January 1852) was a French inventor. He was born in Coupvray.[1] He invented the script braille system, which helps blind people to read. Braille is read by passing one's fingers over characters made up of an arrangement of one to six embossed points. It has been adapted to almost every known language.
Braille was the child of a leather maker. He was the youngest of four children. He had three older siblings, two sisters and a brother. He became blind at the age of three. He accidentally stuck an stitching awl into one eye. There were no antibiotics and soon his injured eye was infected. It spread to his other eye and soon, he became blind in both eyes. He went to the Royal Institute of Blind Youth at the age of ten. Braille was a good student, especially when it came to science and music. Later he became a church organist. He was also a teacher at the Institute of Blind Youth. Braille died in Paris at the age of 43 of tuberculosis.
A gratitude to to a great inventor in a romantic style.................
Beautiful tribute to the indomitable spirit of Louis Braille and countless other visually impaired people through out the world who have won over their shortcomings, whatsoever, with braille script system. Also thanks for weaving a story to celebrate this conquest in your own way. The language of touch is the best language, First touch it from your fingers and then by your lips,
Awesome tribute to inventor.............his misfortune turned as blessings for many unfortunates in this world..10
First touch it from your fingers and then by your lips, your lovely smile says you have read the letter. I know where girls keep such a letter, Let it be kept there and go to your bed, Wish you sweet dreams throughout the night! such a nice poem my dear Akhtar. Braille.. what a history to struggle against the odds of life to become such a great person doing good to all the blind people in the world. thank you dear poet. tony i got the information about this poem from poetsgarden in facebook. thank you.
A very moving tribute to a great man in a unique, romantic style. The title Touch my words sets the tone of the poem in a beautiful manner.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Your wonderfully written, beautifully romantic poem was backed by educational notes. Thank you