Poetry - Poem by Akhtar Jawad
The moment I found you in my heart,
I could not understand, a beauty or an art,
Whoever you may be, wherever you maybe,
I love you sweet heart!
How slowly and silently you entered me,
mesmerized me, enchanted and hypnotized me,
you took all of me, leave sometime for others!
She smiled and said,
I am your God gifted instinct,
and you were born with me,
when you got first glimpse of beauty,
and your aesthetic sense twisted it’s body,
I woke up, twisted my body,
the twist when titillated your heart,
you felt my presence,
I don’t disturb your personal charms,
the beauty and me both are living in you,
side by side but we are not the rivals,
I am her compliment,
And she is my compliment!
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