You Shall Never Know Poem by Akhtar Jawad
You Shall Never Know
There is a point,
Where love and hate,
Touch each other,
And the blow of winds,
Pushes a flower,
Towards love of a friend,
Hidden in in the leaves
And branches of emotions,
Power of passion,
Keeps a friendship,
Ever green,
Alive and attractive,
But the beautiful flower,
Has the pride of fragrance,
And colors of proud,
And ego of the flower,
Pulls back it,
And keeps her away,
From a lovely friend,
Yes, a friend!
A loving friend!
Just a friend!
And nothing else!
You're still in the list,
Of my lovely friends!
Do you know?
I visit the garden,
With a mask on my face,
I watch your colors,
I watch your fragrance,
I appreciate your beauty,
But,
With a mask on my face,
I let you know,
I shall come,
To the garden,
With,
A mask on my face,
Like a cute butterfly,
In a night of joy,
I shall dance with you,
I am your friend,
And a friend is a friend,
You'll enjoy dancing,
You'll ask,
Who are you?
I shall disappear,
Like metamorphic camphor,
My dear lovely friend,
You don't know,
And,
You'll never know!
Great ideas ! Your unique imagination at the spurt of the moment.... always surprises me ! Enjoyed this lovely poem! Be cautious.... the masked butterfly might be caught by some naughty kids!
Love is more thinner than any kind ofthe world.I love your emotional write.
Love is enigmatic.it's a mystery whether one can hate a person whom he/she loves.
There is a point, Where love and hate, Touch each other, .............beautiful lines............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/3/2024 5:58:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yesteryear canvas there painted beautiful shadowy art of friendship that still climbing to kiss the memories still alive and try to be young well writ theme