The Last Episode - Poem by Akhtar Jawad
I still remember the charming dawn,
When the shy moon behind a curtain,
Slept and exposed all her charms,
And the thirsty eyes without a refrain,
Through a semitransparent cover of clouds,
Took a pleasing shower from the fountain,
Chasing morning star on the Milky Ways,
Pleasure of love, no tears no pain,
A real dawn of life I can’t forget,
The dawn I wish if I could sustain!
The dawn was turned in a painful noon,
On every step a wound a blood stain,
Slipped down to the lips and to the cheeks,
The melting heart and the boiling brain,
Is life a fatigue imposed up on?
Who can tell, and who can explain?
But the moon sleeping in a cool bed room,
Hiding herself from the burning rain,
From the cruel sun and the heat strokes,
A kiss that showered as the pleasing rain!
At dusk standing alone, now on the roof,
Where is the moon, I am sad once again,
Can’t she come here for the final hug?
Could you relieve me of the deadly pain?
I am going to write the last episode,
I need you love for the lasting stain,
I see a unicorn with the lovely wings,
I’ll have to go leaving loss and gain,
I shall carry only your parting kiss,
A hope to meet somewhere once again!
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