Is It Pornography Poem by Akhtar Jawad

One day my heart told me,
I can speak and I talk to you,
I can listen to you,
and I feel you,
but I am blind,
I cannot see.
I feel I am in a cage.
Allow me to come in your eyes,
I want to see the world,
I allowed him.
I never knew my heart
is master of naught,
As soon as he came in my eyes,
he snatched my sight,
and jumped outside in a lovely garden,
kissed the roots of a tree,
and started climbing upwards,
I was chasing my heart,
but the tree has so many wonderful branches,
what of a heart
the entire universe
can play the game of hide and seek
in such a dense tree,
in the lakes and fountains,
in the valley of hills,
in the deep blue ocean,
in the tresses of long hanging roots.
one hanging on the left side hill,
and the other on the right,
making a contour deep inside,
From front or from back,
the landscape is a lovely sight,
nature was teaching geography to my heart,
and my hands were reading the book of the heart,
for a poet for a painter,
a model for art,
so what of a heart!
a blind son of cupid's naught!
I was just searching my heart,
like a blind man in dark,
who looks for anything with his hands.
as the naughty heart took with him,
my eyes, my sight,
My heart when knocked at the doors of ears,
while dancing on the two long soft stems,
and when my hands reached there,
he jumped in the lake,
and when my hands went there,
he went on other bank of the lake,
it was on the hills, laughing at me,
then it crawled on the high mountains,
and started singing in the pink valley,
I listened to the echo and my whole,
trembled in an earthquake,
being blind in the moment,
couldn't read the scale,
might have been above seven,
as I was acrobatic in heaven,
what a naughty boy!
He went on teasing me,
from brown earth to the pink flowers,
and from flowers to the tresses of the creeper,
while the heart was roaming,
and hands were chasing,
the sleeping tree arose with thunders,
'So it's you! The hungry lizard! ',
she caught my heart as it was a lice,
and threw it outside from the garden,
not like Adam!
He was thrown all alone,
thanks God!
My hands fielded well,
and he was caught on the slips,
back to pavilion,
I caught him by neck,
and pushed him to his native place.
He was crying,
'I haven't seen the world yet! '
'Shut up, you have seen mountains,
you have seen the oceans,
you have seen the plains,
what else is remained! '
'I couldn't swim, I couldn't fly,
I just walked.'
'Leave it for tomorrow, and like a good boy,
go back to bed room, now you should sleep.'

You are my friend,
it should remain between me and you,
he was always in my reach,
but I willfully didn't catch him.
You know it why!

(Just a fun to amuse me and my friends)