My Precious Pink Heart - Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Watching an affair of the sun and the clouds
the clouds hiding the sun
and the sun behind the clouds.
Showers being chased by the sun
and the sun being chased by the showers.
Sky changing so quickly,
showers after sun
and sun after showers.
Waiting for a rainbow I am starring at the sky,
I don't know who is lazy,
the sun or the clouds.
Where sky fails the earth comes forward.
I felt a touch on my thirsty eyes.
Having turned my eyes on the rows of washed green plants
and flowers striped in the fine mild rains
dancing on the music of titillating pleasant winds
I saw a lovely rainbow on the earth.
The green back ground of the earth
outclassed the blue back ground of the skies.
For the blue back ground flying kisses of my eyes,
for the green back ground my precious pink heart!
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