My Earth My Love Poem by Akhtar Jawad
My Earth My Love
Alone I came,
Alone I shall die,
In between,
Is a passing show!
A blow,
That raised the flames,
To a climax,
When achieved,
Was nothing but a mirage!
And with all my courage,
I continued my flight,
But the goal of life,
The apex of soul,
Was out of sight,
Still out of sight.
But the love to survive,
Could not spare anyone,
How can spare myself!
It's love that has made,
Many charming idols,
And the love says to me,
Go on believing in the light,
You inherit, you know,
Like any other light,
It's nice and bright.
Let the truth be hidden,
At the heights infinite,
Even if not unveiled,
Won't bring any pain,
So get rid of strain,
And go back to the earth,
And wait for D Day.
It's not for you,
It's a job of saints,
To fly so high,
In search of a truth,
That is locked in the lockers,
And secured by blockers!
Your apex is the earth,
It's really beautiful,
Add a beauty if you can,
Or remain satisfied,
With the charms existing,
But don't destroy,
The ornaments of your mother,
With your ugly hands!
To fly so high, In search of a truth, May be it's the practical truth of real world.
I liked your words - I felt them. We arrive alone - we die alone. What we do in between is so important. Everyone plays a part on the stage of life. We must do our best acting - so much depends on it. Excellent poem.
Dear bro a nice poem with thoughtful interpretation. Thanks for your comments.
" When achieved, Was nothing but a mirage! And with all my courage, I continued my flight, " I've come to enjoy the beauty of earth as I continue my flight. Your words are full of beauty and wisdom, very inspiring. 🌼 Big 10+++
to MyPoemList. " D-day" ! i await the moment with bated breath, and ice cream in a great big bowl! bri :)
" Beauty is in the eye(s) of the beholder(s) " . Some may enjoy flowers, others boulders... crashing down upon them from above, forest fires sending, winging-off, each dove, gashes in the earth/Earth to mine for coal, air pollutants to bring tears to one's soul, meadows turned into the humans' landfills, oceans adrift with plastic and discarded pills. But I, also, would rather see a beautiful tree. Yes! You and I, Akhtar Jawad, do agree. bri :)
We cannot always love things which we haven't seen or felt, but we can always love something which appears nice and benevolent to us! Going after truths which are beyond man's grasp is the business of sages! As human beings, we are in constant touch with Mother Earth and it is something each human must love and try to preserve its pristine beauty without doing any damage to her as it is our home and our lodging between birth and death! A poem with a great message!
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4/25/2024 4:24:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A great message save earth save country........a beautiful bold with patriotism thanks a lot 10