On A Lonely Beach Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Oh tide of fate!
Do not play with a broken heart,
you wet the sand and I saw a pen of fingers drawing it,
on a lonely beach!

She is too late!
And the tide of time has arrived again,
to erase the write of love
on a lonely beach!

So it's the last date!
The heart will be erased by the waves!
He picked a stone and put it in the heart,
on a lonely beach!

To his surprise the waves stopped,
and the stone was changed in a flower,
he felt a familiar perfume,
on a lonely beach!

When he turned his face to go back,
he found her for a welcoming kiss,
the waves erased the image, no more needed,
on a beach no more lonely!