Akhtar Jawad Lonely Poems

As long as a bench is lonely
and there are not two humans
sitting on it,
may be friends or may be lovers.
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If you do not love me why do you see me with half eyes?
Truthful eyes and color on your face contradict your lies,
You know, yes you know sweetheart that you love me,
Lovers know on the green earth Angles on the blue skies,
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Oh tide of fate!
Do not play with a broken heart,
you wet the sand and I saw a pen of fingers drawing it,
on a lonely beach!
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The desire that was seeded by dusk,
My heart was twice baked to be a rusk,
My soul by the hot fire of the sadness
Still waiting you with my madness
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How weak and helpless is a lonely old man!
He has none to look after him,
nobody to cook food for him,
nobody to provide him medical aid,
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So nice to see you sweetheart once again,
Let me recollect my forgotten old pains,
Preen it, preen it and make it a fountain,
Come on dear clouds, come on with the rains.
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