Fairy Doors - Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Sometimes, it looks beautiful and lovely,
our thoughtless acts and thirst of beauty,
by causing harm to the sweet beloved,
We ultimately stop the outburst of beauty.
Making fairy doors in the stems of trees,
looks beautiful and charms exploiting,
just like giving poison to a beautiful girl,
to make eyelids heavy and more exciting!
Please don’t poison the sweet girlfriend,
don’t make fairy doors in the friendly stems,
she will die and her death we cannot afford,
life is dependent on the green earthly gems.
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