Akhtar Jawad Poems

Life is nothing but climbing to a mountain of dreams,
There is a peak; I listen to the song of falling streams
How earth's dry face is turned waxy by the creams
There is a bee with sweet honey and soothing wax
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In the name of the forbidden fruit you convinced me to eat,
In the name of beatings of my heart with your heart beat,
In the name of frozen icy love that melted in your heat,
In the name of your adventure and my responding feat,
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I had heard you come here to kiss the first ray of the sun
Nimble footed on the green carpet of the grass you walk
And from your deep eyes you look at the remaining fun
I listen to music, do you sing or with someone you talk?
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The innocent girl who has gone some where
I know she will not stay there too long
Whenever a poem will be written on her
She'll disguise herself as a bud to sing a song.
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Just now I had decided something
but what is that something?
I am sure it was a nice idea
but what was the idea?
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Oh! Abstract creativity!
All praise and dignity!
I'm merely a dress,
With strain and stress,
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Life that is past in love is life, nothing is rest,
It's good it's better no doubt is the best.
Two birds ignorant what happens in the world,
Satisfied, content and happy in the nest!
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A dangerous smile,
The heart is fragile!
Friend! Do you smile?
Or it's your style,
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Spring left alone and summer is no more,
Both he saw off with tears at the shore,
He is now just melting orange of Wordsworth,
Hands on skies and foot on the earth,
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Your meetings are nice but separation is a boon,
I talk to stars and walk with the moon,
While jogging on the tracks of the Milky Ways,
I search a place for our honeymoon.
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