University Days Poem by Akhtar Jawad

I know like a thief you think of me,
In the diary of dreams you ink of me,
You don't look into my eyes and you don't smile,
You avoid the tracks of a teen juvenile,
I have seen your casual looks at me you look more charming
Go on looking in the same manner, it's more warming,
The moon too shines on skies at a distant place,
I am a partridge deprived of embrace,
Even then it flies at night and when tired sleeps lonely,
But in his dreams he cries and weeps lonely,
You are a moon to shine I shall sleep somewhere,
Nights come and go I shall weep somewhere.

Dreams of years ago why do I recollect,
At this stage of life are you restless of a theft,
I wish I could see how you look nowadays?
As a Grandmother your styles and ways!
Love to see the same casual eyes, but with a smile,
What else is remained for this old juvenile!
It wasn't love but charming even if a naught,
When I think of it I miss something I don't know what,
How lovely were the moments how nice were the days!
Have you still innocence and naught of the plays?