Akhtar Jawad

Gold Star - 119,750 Points (8-2-1945 / Gorakhpur)

My Sweet Addict My Dove - Poem by Akhtar Jawad

The heart's flirts with the seven roses,
were merely impulses,
ended with the changing weathers,
but a rose of spring,
blossomed to live for ever,
you can see its dry petals,
kept carefully in the book of love!

The birds I saw in the garden,
merely inspirations,
ended in poems I wrote,
I stored beauty,
you can see a bird in my open cage,
drunk, not ready to go,
my sweet addict, my dove!

Topic(s) of this poem: addiction


Comments about My Sweet Addict My Dove by Akhtar Jawad

  • Abhilasha Bhatt (2/28/2016 9:33:00 AM)


    you can see its dry petals,
    kept carefully in the book of love......

    These two lines reminds me few lines of the ghazal written by Ahmad faraz sir.....

    Abke ham bichde to shayad kabhi khwabon main mile
    Jis tarah sookhe hue phool kitaboon main mile.........as usual am amazing poem.....thank you for sharing :)
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  • Valsa George (12/11/2015 2:20:00 AM)


    but a rose of spring,
    blossomed to live for ever, .........! She is a dove who refuses to fly out even if the cage is kept open! So deep is her attachment to you! Enjoyed the poem where love is immortalized!
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (12/10/2015 5:26:00 AM)


    I stored beauty,
    you can see a bird in my open cage, ..Very wise reflection of sweet love of dove is shared in this interesting poem definitely. Fantastic sharing done.10
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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 7, 2015



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