Adam Will Find You Out Wherever You Are Thrown Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Life is pleasing and charming in love,
Life is bleeding and wounding in hate,
So I love, to love,
I hate, to hate.

Life is pretty and beauty when smile,
Life is anxiety and a prison when cry,
So I smile, won't you?
I don't cry, and you?

Life is inspiring when I think of you,
Life is boring when my thoughts lack you,
So I think of you, why don't you,
I catch your arms when you try to go.
Why you want to go?
Where you want to go?
Sometimes sick like an ailing old lady,
Sometimes sleeping, silent like a body,
Sometimes asking to kiss, a parting kiss,
Your kiss is bliss, but the parting kiss!

Be dynamic, I shall not let you go,
Arise my love life calls you,
Start day dreaming,
It's my practice every day,
Think you're a girl,
Of sweet sixteen,
Or seventeen,
You've to sing and dance,
And enjoy the romance,
Ask me to bring a rose,
Pink in color and fragrance,
That provokes,
Appetite of love!

Come on my girl,
Getup my girl,
Love calls you,
Forget who you are,
Not a grandmother at this moment,
Not a mother at this moment,
Not even a wife.

Imagine the beauty of meeting someone,
Behind the trees,
In a moon lit night,
And a starry sky,
Blows of wind in summer mild rains,
Shall remove the stress,
Shall remove the strains,
Shall remove the fears,
Shall wipe out the tears,
You'll find yourself,
Carefree and confident,
Unconcerned with the fate,
Willing and prepared,
Like Adam and Eve,
To the call of nature,
That is love only love.

And if you go out of my sight,
My dear Eve, you'll not be alone,
Adam will find you out,
Wherever you are thrown!

(As advised by my dear friend Asadullah I have edited this poem. I regret the hurt that caused to him and to others too)