Oh! You have awaken so early,
and you are too angry,
your eyes are red,
throughout the night
in search of love,
you remained crazy,
with your unkind back towards me,
leaving trillions of your lovers,
in a procession lead by a naughty shining youth,
with your kind front towards my friend,
your parting message on a blue canvas,
an abstract red painted art,
the whole day I tried to understand it,
while you were playing the game of love,
with a western lover,
in a weak moment your eastern lover forgot you,
just like you,
in the same weak moment when you forgot the east.
I loved a Goddess, Venus is her name.
And I could not remember you whole night.
I had shown your painting to your old bright father,
He became too hot and angry, he said,
"Look at it again, are you colorblind? "
To my surprise, it was a blank blue canvas!
But when you left a painting in the west,
and turned your lips towards east for a kiss,
I understood your abstract art,
it was a promise of coming back.
MY AURORA comment was absorbed by your colorless canvas none the less you awake so early 6am and from your aurora are born many Arora's of the East TC JA g
so beautiful poetry of natue only you can see as it s earlymorning 6 am and you alone are awake the world yet sleeps from your aurora birth so many Like
beautiful poem and lovely expression on the goddess of dawn O darling Aurora still I get up early- to see, to date you, to close more you, to live together with your beautiful calmness, to hug you as long as possible.....///
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Wow, Akhtar Jawad, Sir you never ceases to amaze readers through your deep and beautiful verses. You take us to a different horizon in the appreciation of the many wonders and beauty of nature. Superbly and cleverly written. Onto my Poem List. The picture that goes with this write is captivating.