Come September And Sweet Heart Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Why don’t you remember?
Remember again,
Music of September,
I still retain.
We met in the greenery,
A wet, lovely scenery,
A teen age romance,
The music and dance.


Why don’t you remember?
Remember again,
Magic of September,
Shy enough to refrain.
Love at first sight,
In a moonlit night,
Fragrance of white flowers,
And the mild rain showers.

Why don’t you remember?
Remember again,
Picnic of September,
A love to remain.
The maiden kiss,
The beautiful bliss.
A lasting joy,
Not a moment’s toy.

Why don’t you remember?
Remember again,
The tune, Come September,
We can still entertain.
In the heat strokes,
It still provokes,
The desires of romance,
We can sing and dance.