The Soft Doll Poem by Akhtar Jawad
The Soft Doll
I always cheated my master!
Master says, I am dishonest,
I say I am simply naughty.
I enjoy stealing as a fun,
I think a lot as to what should be stolen.
My criteria to select something for stealing
is that it should be perfumed
so that I may feel it from a distance
it's colors should be so much bright
that my eyes do not stick at a point
and go on slipping from top to the bottom
from left to the right
from front to the back.
It should be so much smooth and delicate
that wherever I touch it my sensation
from my fingers spreads throughout my body
and when my lips like me are restless
it should make me so much ecstatic
that I have no alternate but to kiss it.
I steal it in a very good manner
and you know any act
that is done in a beautiful manner
is an art.
Let my master call me a dishonest servant,
you may call me an artist.
Yes, I am such a great artist
that within a short period
though hidden in green leaves,
I stole all the flowers of his garden
Sucked its softness,
its color and scent
and hid it in my heart.
My master was so much worried
that he called an emergency meeting
of his ministers
whereat it was decided
a soft doll should be manufactured
with colors and fragrance
and with a heart that should be
fond of this stealing.
Soon the doll was manufactured
I stole it and ran away to the earth.
Akhtar, I sense an interesting poem here, but your ESL(?) problems really confuse me. You do need to work more on your English idioms and improving your grasp of the language. Maybe stop writing for a while and immerse yourself in good contemporary poems (Mary Oliver, Billy Collins) in English. They would help you improve as a poet. If you'd like, check out my new website: jeffersoncarterverse.com Let me know you like it. Yrs, JC
Soon the doll was manufactured I stole it and ran away to the earth. Beautiful lines.
That's a beautiful doll in a pink dress! Pretty and adorable! Who would not try to steal it and run away? A delightful poem, Akhtar Sahab! 10+++
Your imagination had been turned into a creative piece of writing. Thank you sir, lovely read.
A beautiful woman is an incarnation of all that you crave for..... soft, delicate, colorful and lovely....! Artists in general are lovers of beauty! No wonder Keats sang.... A thing of beauty is a joy forever! I am equally fascinated and entertained by this piece!
An interesting poem. A woman is indeed a lovely creature that every heart longs to steal. A creative piece reflective of your deep insight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A beautiful poem on softness and charms of the women.