My Heart Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Can't you leave me alone in the moonlit night?
My brain, for the whole of month, like a slave,
I moved in your hot and bright sunlight,
Please for a few hours let me live as a knave.

Meanwhile you may go to a peaceful cave,
I promise to accept your ethics and laws,
Come at dawn you'll find me brave,
Although I'll see in your laws many flaws!

I know besides giving laws for the life,
As everyone has his own approach,
You will provide me a reason to strife,
At times you fail as a successful coach.

At the moment I am just a tuning flute,
My strings are vibrant like a guitar,
Moon is looking so pretty and cute,
On the blue sky I see a star.

A bud is twisting her soft pink petals,
A flower is about to blossom in the night,
Moonlight can melt the human metals,
You like solids with a polish too bright.

I'm a slave of my beautiful heart,
Output of heart is nice and appealing,
Yes I am weak and I repel your thwart
Wounds you gave my heart is healing.