Venus - Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Early morning, evening and night,
I see a star twinkling bright,
I love sweetheart your pleasing light,
Unlike moon, don’t change your sight,
And it’s you not changing your phases,
Why the sun so cruelly erases,
From blue paper your lovely face,
Polygonal charms and your grace,
Where do you sleep during the day,
Like a teen aged doll made of clay,
Are you in love, what do you dream,
Feel you running in my vein’s stream,
A distant beauty beyond my reach,
The old admirer what do you teach.
She looked at me with a tangent smile,
The cold old guy in a moment juvenile!
I stretched my arms towards the sky,
It’s love in that one dreams to fly,
The bright star performed her duty,
Filled my heart with love and beauty!
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