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Akhtar Jawad Poems
A Teen Aged Widow
When the morning star, Sees first sun ray, And disappears, In grief and distress,
I Am In Love
I am often so attracted, Mesmerized and enchanted, Having watched pretty things, With magic in their wings,
Friendship is an amazing relationship, I don't know how others understand, I don't know how others withstand, It is something hidden and locked by a zip.
A word widely misspelled, Dictionary adds and justifies, And over all accepted, A welcoming compromise.
A Great Poetess
Admired and enjoyed, As a guide I deployed, Messages I found, In her poems so profound,
A Broken Doll
When someone broke my heart, One never knew one was sitting in my heart, I am not picking broken pieces of my heart, I am picking pieces of someone,
An Innocent Love Affair
I watched a movie of Suraiya when I was a child, Suraiya was an Indian popular star, She exposed her tunes like a guitar, An appealing beauty making every one wild.
Burning and melting, Lightning but no thunder, Tears dropping drown like icicles, Freezing but not cool,
To A Muslim Assalam To A Hindu Ram Ram
I want to die at the place of my birth, No soil is better than that soil on this earth, Colors of that soil have a rainbow in it, Any other soil for me is misfit,
A Rose Flower
After a fine mild rain, I walked on the pavements, Of a garden of flowers, Aftershocks of showers,
Birds And Girls
Pretty, colorful flying graces, Gliding in air, twittering everywhere, I have seen their smiling faces, Loyal to spouse, no affair.
Walking By Windows
The vagabond was once again on the window, Begging love and asking to open the gate, And the fairy inside the house reluctant, Said helpless she was being slave of the fate,
A Guide For Girls In Love
A man who is never sentimental, Always discussing philosophy and ethics, Always busy in business dynamics, And not admires you when you're emotional,
Aanu Bhadra Kratvo Yantu Vishwatah - Bha...
Let noble thoughts come, from each sides, Collect the gems, wherever are the tides. Enjoy good thoughts, like beauty of brides, They are friends of all, and good guides.
A Teen Aged Widow
When the morning star,
Sees first sun ray,
In grief and distress,
Gives a parting kiss,
To the nude lady,
Who takes her bath,
Every early morning,
In the sea of fire,
And once again,
Like a virgin in tact,
Likes a teen-aged beauty,
Flying high in sky,
The fine wet grass,
Licking milky foot,
Ask birds to rise,
And sing their song,
Asks flowers and buds,
To change night suits,
And moves to the bank,
And sits nimble footed,
Partly on the earth,
And partly in river,
A cold, pleasant wind, ...