Akhtar Jawad Limerick Poems

I was grieved to see a couple in the cage,
Looking very sad and silent like a sage,
No song no music no kissing of nibs,
Looked like a ship with the damaged jibs,
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He's capable of fighting back and win,
His incoming cutters can break the chin,
Helpless stumps on the ground!
But he's not a bloodhound,
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My barren mind when lacked yield,
Started plowing outside my field,
So pleased with the click,
Beauty of limerick,
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See how happy is the condemned convict!
Brought from the heaven the pleasing instinct,
Believing blindly in love always,
Forget aftermaths in Valentine Days,
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Fruits of love are now changing their shapes,
the raisins you see were nice juicy grapes,
food value and sweetness on the higher side,
tasteful in the winter for a casual tide,
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He already won the one day game,
For you that ended in a shame,
Habitual of wining the matches,
Hooks for the dropped catches,
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