Tears Of Regret Poem by Akhtar Jawad

'Ungracefully I came into your arms, my mother,
Having lost a garden where I learned what is love,
Having faced an uncalled annoyance of my father,
Though I was sent to you like a wingless dove
Anyhow I managed to bring the seeds of life,
Where is she, my beloved my beautiful wife.

Without her my rage is making me violent,
I shall destroy everything if she is not found.'
'Calm my son! Be peaceful and be tolerant,
I didn't like your mutinous loud sound,
Wash with tears of regrets your darkened face,
Submission, can bring back your lost grace,

She is beyond the ocean of regrets and tears,
Go and bow your head, your father isn't unkind,
My son you'll commit many more sins, my fears!
Powerful instincts make a youth so much blind!
Your mutiny against your father, will not pay,
He is so much mighty and you're a doll of clay.'

The dejected lover made a bridge on tears of regret,
Crossed the warm oceans and his beloved he met.