Wedding Night Of A Homeless Couple Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Love was growing like cuts and curves of a growing gal,
and when it became sublime she became a rare blue moon,
the ocean was in love since it saw the glimpse of a crescent.
After many dark nights the awaited message was received,
the quiet and calm ocean felt movements of a shaking tide,
particles of sand were shining like the silver ornaments,
the waves decorated by golden image of the moon,
hugged and kissed the shy bride of the thirsty beach.
The mermaids became ecstatic and started striping
throwing their shells on the wet and content settled sand.
The show that lasted for the whole moonlit night,
ended with the flash lights of the naughty sun smiling above,
opening a bag ofred aurora for collecting the diamonds.
The colorful birds flying, dancing and singing
being touched by the blows of winds full of wine.
Not only birds the buds opened their mouth
to suck the ecstasy of the winds humid enough with love,
see their dance in so many colorful aromatic costumes.
Nature is homeless; it's not confined between roofs and floors.
The poorest homeless couple having passed their wedding night
on the wet sand of a lonely beach below a moon and the stars
collected the shells lying on the sand shining in the sunlight.
Most of the shells were empty but love never leaves anyone empty handed.
You are not poor you are rich in love and I wish a dawn
in that on the beach you get a shell with the pearl of love.
Your innocent efforts and fatigues for love may bring for you
a shell with a pearl of love shining inside with heavenly glace.
Wish you a small but beautiful home with a pearl of love
crawling on the floors below the safest covers of the roof!