Listen To Me Poem by Akhtar Jawad

A pleasant cloudy day!
Wish you would have also come,
Who says to rain and wet me?
I don't say to increase my pains,
I'm restless sweetheart,
and I want to be more restless,
by sharing the breaths with you.
Restlessness for you, my pleasure!
I'm already senseless,
how can I ask you to make me crazy?
Life is being passed in heat strokes,
if you would have come with the clouds,
life would have turned in a silky moon light.
You know how to turn a drink so bitter,
in a wine that makes me drunk
that snatches all senses from me,
just leaving a sense of pleasure,
a thought overruling all the thoughts
I am so close to beauty,
a guest of few moments only,
but enough to relieve me of many strains,
by crying together,
by laughing together,
and listening to the old melodies.
We both are in the time's cruel cage,
but the wet winds have opened the gates,
come out sparing a few moments for me,
tell me what I have forgotten,
listen from me what you forgot.