The Lips Danced Poem by Akhtar Jawad
The Lips Danced
Feeling inferior in a gathering,
everyone has something that I do not have,
I cried within me.
Then a thought came in my mind,
I took out my smart phone,
I typed a poem,
and shared it on a website.
Immediately I noticed someone read it,
liked it and wrote a comment,
"A nice poem, I am here in this gathering,
and I have been watching you sitting lonely,
I am coming at your table."
I didn't smile within me,
the lips danced with a smile.
Wow, what a wonderful poem, Sir Akhtar. Loved it! Yes, when you are with poetry, . you feel complete. Amazing poem from the pen of a great Poet. Onto my Poem List.
Poets get attention everywhere. Nothing to worry about loneliness. Nice poem. A sweet experience indeed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 4:13:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
heart beside the heart o silently feels love it's love, itself expresses through dancing lips! ! !