Akhtar Jawad

Gold Star - 109,104 Points (8-2-1945 / Gorakhpur)

All The Best - Poem by Akhtar Jawad

In the heat strokes and in the burning sun,
To defend young ones from the hunter’s gun,
Collecting straws a lengthy fatigue,
What we throw as waste, in fact an antique,
For the bird that knits the craft of a nest,
The poet sings. All the best, all the best!

The thunders of clouds that frighten all,
The lightning that falls on the nests small,
Rising her head to the hidden sky,
Begging Almighty! A few days to fly,
For the bird that lays her eggs with a lest,
The poet sings. All the best, all the best!

Autumn when constrains for more hardships,
And the young ones when open their nibs,
She flies in through the open windows,
A poet can see her lovely hidden plows,
For collector of grains to enjoy the fest,
The poet sings. All the best, all the best!

It’s a winter, she teaches the young ones to fly,
Welcome sweet hearts to the blue sky,
By God, I can see, see Him in the cycle,
Let me kiss someone on a moving tricycle,
For the bird twittering on a new lovely nest,
The poet sings. All the best, all the best!

Hopes of future, the pleasant springs,
I see more colors of the mighty wings,
Let me sing sweetheart and let me dance,
On its adventure and all its romance,
For dear life, and its lovely nice crest,
The poet sings. All the best, all the best!

Topic(s) of this poem: bird

Form: Ode


Comments about All The Best by Akhtar Jawad

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (4/5/2015 10:50:00 AM)


    Hopes of future, the pleasant springs,
    I see more colors of the mighty wings... beautiful imagination...10
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  • (3/27/2015 11:52:00 PM)


    Wow....... Wonderful poem.. Great! ! 10 on 10 (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (3/27/2015 1:39:00 PM)


    Fantastic narration, beautifully envisioned. Many thanks.....10 (Report) Reply

  • (3/27/2015 12:22:00 PM)


    A heart touching sweet melody...........................10 (Report) Reply

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (3/27/2015 12:44:00 AM)


    Nee hatchlings have no credible defense against the elements of nature and creature...Yet in time, they learn survival better than we, and ostensibly know how to enjoy and safeguard their freedom....better than we! Impressive penning, A.J. ~FjR~ (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (3/27/2015 12:22:00 AM)


    New lives are hatched in the nest under the loving and prudent care of the mother! Let them fly aloft and conquer new horizons! I too join you in wishing 'All the Best... All the Best! ' Lovely song! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 26, 2015



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