Carrying Its Pains Its Peace Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Imagine the pains of a mother's sacrifice
Imagine the smiles of mothers so nice
Imagine a dead banana tree
Can you feel when you see
For creation gives life as its price!

Carrying child for forty weeks by mothers
Carrying universe by Him, for light years
Poet carrying thoughts of ideals
Hopefully carrying the unseen morals
All are painful and sources of tears.

Who shrinks in the burning sweating sunlight?
Who drinks the showers of milky moonlight?
Something in the molten heart!
Shell! Carrying pearl of art!
Ahead are sweet dreams of a night.

Carrying someone in thoughts brings a sleep
So much peaceful and so much deep
It may be his frustration
But he lives in imagination
That doesn't exist, can carry and keep.

Wish him smiles of a happy mother
With infant, looking proudly at the father
Eyes speaking, it's your naught
From womb I haven't brought
Your child, my child, my ideal rather!