Still I Address You Dear Poem by Akhtar Jawad

'Get up old man,
leave your body here from where it rose
I shall carry your soul there
where body is not needed.'
'Dear Angel!
You didn't address me dear,
Though I am shivering with fear,
and I don't see any loved one near,
but I am not an Angel,
I am a man of manners,
yes, I am a sinner,
but I am hopeful,
my God is so much beautiful,
though he never forgets
but he always forgives.
I know you are a stunner,
but all your beauty is overshadowed
by your rudeness.
If I would have at your place
I would have increased my grace
by saying Get up dear old man,
I address you Dear Angel
Though you are at all not polite!
Oh! You are an Angel!
When you cannot cry,
How you will smile.
I am not beautiful like you, so what?
You cannot see my heart
You don't know who lives there,
So do what you have come to do here.
I shall see you there.
I am proud of being a sinner man,
as I cry on my sins,
and I smile when My Lord forgives me.'