Our Love Is His Fine Art Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Our Love Is His Fine Art

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A common friend who equally loves both of us,
I don't know how he loves you?
But I know his love for me.

A naughty existence that plays with both of us,
I don't know the game he plays with you,
But I know his game with me.

A cheater who artistically cheats both of us,
I don't know if you ever won a game with him,
But I know how he always defeats me.

An annoyer who annoys both of us,
I don't know how long he annoys you,
But I know when I am impatient he pacifies me.

And do you know how he pacifies me, a real bliss!
He slips slowly and sends you to me for a kiss,
Don't know that common friend? I wonder sweetheart!
He is a great artist and our love is his fine art.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Varsha M 31 December 2020

Happy New year sir. May this year be full of happiness and prosperity

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 30 December 2020

Sometimes a friend is a great manipulator. There is always limit with our dealings with such kind of a friend. A wonderful poem well expressed and presented..

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Varsha M 28 December 2020

Often common friends make the love finally bloom. You have encaptivated eith don't know phrases that actually emphasis a lot.

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