Missing Flowers Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Missing Flowers
Flowers still blossom,
Bring beauty in the bosom,
Eyes are shocking,
The hearts they are knocking,
Fragrances inspiring,
The soul is admiring.
But the missing flowers!
Where are the flowers?
And the kissing showers!
Where are the showers?
Beneath blissing bowers!
Where are the bowers?
We need your colors,
We need your odors,
You are pretty and melodic,
How nice is your music!
Butterflies are sad,
The winds go mad.
Add songs to the book;
Add music to the brook,
You have power of shook,
With your pen you look,
Our smile you took,
Give it back you crook!
Hairs of the poetry, needs you frizzling,
And its lovely body, needs you drizzling,
Decorate eyebrows, with your lovely lines,
The poems need, your vision and shines,
Please, just a kiss, the poetry says,
With her heart standing in your lovely ways!
we are missing good poets.............their colors; the poems...............and everyday they are revealed.................great thoughts......................i really liked this poem......HONESTLY...........THANKS
we are missing good poets.............their colors; the poems...............and everyday they are revealed.................great thoughts......................i really liked this poem......HONESTLY...........THANKS
we are missing good poets.............their colors; the poems...............and everyday they are revealed.................great thoughts......................i really liked this poem......HONESTLY...........THANKS
A beautiful poem with amazing rhyming about missing good poets and their creativity and the magic they spin!
Your poem is revealing. It accentuates the significance of flowers, and their role in daily life. And when they are not there, we miss them. I love it and will be reading more of it in the times to come. Thank you very much Akhtar.
very nice wonderful, well penned - Please, just a kiss, the poetry says, doing the same thank you
Beautiful poem with many sweetly rhyming lines! Enjoyed much!
enjoyed this beautiful poem.........................We need your colors, We need your odors, You are pretty and melodic, How nice is your music! Butterflies are sad, The winds go mad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.