Action Replay - Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Thinking in sleepless nights,
sometimes a sorrow sometimes a joy,
life is both regrets and prides,
in both the cases I desire an action replay,
either to enjoy once again,
or to change the wrong decisions,
I know that's impossible,
but my imagination rewinds my life,
and when I succeed in changing my past,
my eyes become impatient,
start gaining weight,
the heavy eyelids know a magic,
haven't you seen the yawning of a restless life,
a nice attempt to breath in a new world,
a big success, a deep and peaceful sleep!
Isn't it a paradise where thinking expires for a few hours,
no worries no dreams!
A glimpse of death with a message for me,
don't be afraid of death,
it's a blessing of God!
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