A Woman In The Rains Poem by Akhtar Jawad
A Woman In The Rains
I am below an umbrella,
I am chasing my Cinderella,
Visibility tends to zero,
I am a teen-aged hero,
It's a rainy day,
Being Adam's clay,
I can see her charms,
Her lovely arms,
In a sleeveless shirt,
My eyes full of dirt,
But you can't blame me,
I am bound to see,
Her body is exposed,
No eyes are closed,
She is wet and appealing,
Like a thief stealing,
Many hearts on their way,
It's rain on the clay,
It's call of nature,
Not an angel just a creature.
I go to the beauty,
To perform my duty,
And offer to share,
The love and care,
Of umbrella I had,
She made me glad,
By accepting my offer,
Did not call me a loafer,
While sharing my umbrella,
Asked she, my Cinderella,
Do you have any rag?
I see your bag,
I want to conceal,
The device of steal,
My body is exposed,
No eyes are closed.
She was woman of east!
And me, not better than a beast!
Do you have any rag? I see your bag, I want to conceal, The device of steal, My body is exposed, No eyes are closed. Beautiful lines showing a woman of this are never likes exposure.
Soft, delightful, respectful and beautiful. I like it very much.....
a lovely poem a young teen ager chasing his cinderella how sweet
Lovely poem. The story of beauty and beast never ends with age. Thank you for giving respect to women while expressing your own natural instinct. Loved reading it. May you always be young at heart to keep writing so wonderfully.
Ha ha ha beautiful. Its a mood changing poem. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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So the teenager in you is still very active! An ardent admirer and a great connoisseur of beauty! ! Interesting write, Akhtarji!