Akhtar Jawad Poems

Neither books of sciences nor tomes of arts,
the greatest writes are the writes of hearts,
how nice is the man whose pen, and paper and the ink,
is the wine of love, divine, aromatic and pink,
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When your love is returned with love,
there's no story.
When your love isn't returned,
a story starts.
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I brought deadly spray,
Poisonous and suffocating,
With a smell too irritating,
The spray killed the insects,
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I never thought
I shall get an opportunity again
To welcome you at home,
For a new pain!
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Is corona designed to love more a particular blood group?
A lay man can only smell the cleverly made deadly soup,
The experts should work on statistics of persons died,
Does the frying pan like more A positive to be fried?
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"Why are imposed upon the helpless humans,
Tyrant, rude, uncivilized, mad, persons? "
"They want good entertainers at white house.
Americans like monkey's funny actions."
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For a bowler 75 is not a bad score,
I don't know how many runs are more,
But I am still on the crease,
Though tired but nothing I cease,
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Invention of Machine Guns paralyzed the wars,
The fighting armies could not move for attacks,
The troops hidden in trenches fired each other,
Enjoyed together Brandy, Cakes and Snacks,
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The winds are pleasant,
And the winter has gone,
While packing my woolen wares,
A white sweater brought tears in my eyes,
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When a voice is not heard it's nicely seen,
When ears are inactive my eyes are keen.
In all my senses it's touch instrumental,
Sixth sense of the soul is a touch unseen.
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