When extinguished thirteen in a blow,
Clapped and wished by many in a row,
Forgot the candles and the cake,
Delicious snacks and banana milk shake,
More interested what my uncle brought,
To teach me life's most lovely naught,
The eternal poet's wonderful write,
A couple of cute pigeons, silky white,
Lovely they looked, always together,
Flying too high whatever the weather,
May be a morning of bright sunlight,
Or an evening of absorbing moonlight,
Summer or winter autumn or rains,
Always in search of more stains!
"Ghutur ghoon ghuter ghoon baq baq qoon qoon",
(Glitter glown glitter glown back back boon boon.)
And she replied, "Boom boom boom boom."
Let us love, and let the flowers bloom.
Kya bolun babajaan.......... Sach mein aapki ye kavita murdey mein jaan daal sakti hai....... Sukriya babajaan Mujhmey mere ragon mein tu aag bharta hai..... Kaisey kahun mere babajaan tu kya khub likhta hai....
To reach me life's most lovely naught. Thanks for sharing.
Elders know what a 'teen' should be gifted with....and you got it to write this lovely poem....nice watching for a nice work...thank you Akhtar
No one can teach us about love better than the beautiful, tiny creatures of nature.. And very few could write a poem on it with such precision as you can.. Thanks for sharing Akhtar sahaab.
Lovely poem! We learn many valuable lessons from the creatures of Nature! So, you started learning about love at the right age and your uncle has been quite thoughtful about the birthday gift!
A versatile poet you are Jawad Sahib. I dont forget reading your works before i wind up my days work. Lovely one enjoyed and smiled. A poem if can bring smile on a face then blessed is that poet i say
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
awwwwwwwww such a sweet poem with a beautiful hidden message of love, peace and freedom. Babajaan I fell in love with the innocence of words. Cute, catchy and childlike emotions. Ghutur ghoon ghuter ghoon baq baq qoon qoon, (Glitter glown glitter glown back back boon boon.) And she replied, Boom boom boom boom. Let us love, and let the flowers bloom. How I wish we could understand the language of love. Beautiful poem BAbajaan...10+++++