The Dove Of Peace - Poem by Akhtar Jawad
The charming one, Who is next to none,
she is one only one, see what has She done,
a gliding rainbow is the flying flute bird,
a window transparent the skying cute bird.
Through, She sees and peeps outside,
the bird is a veil and She, the barbie bride!
Have you ever seen, how much She is green,
No fighters no bombers see the nudes unseen,
Enjoy carefree Her artistic porn,
Here is a flower and there is corn,
when the wind of peace brings clouds of love,
that dance in craze with the wings of a dove.
When there's no war in the crying world.
then flies this lovely charming bird,
when rains start comes back in the nest,
with her lovely spouse a coupling for rest,
no food no grains but no strains,
with peace and love how pleasant are the pains!
The hungry bird can love whole night,
hoping a day so sunny and bright!
And lo! A sunny day, no wounds no pains,
Bird flies with joy in search of grains!
In piece the fatigue of life is a pleasant sensation,
Back home to relieve the spouse from a tiring incubation.
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