Sweet Words Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Sweet Words
What else is Hell a pack of frightening nightmares?
What else is Paradise a pack of pleasing dreams?
Rash words end in a painful guilty conscience,
That is the source of all our mental streams,
Polite words lead to a peaceful sweet sleep,
Fine! Last night I dreamed packs of ice creams,
I spoke sweetly to everyone on the preceding day
Sweet words laid down foundations of sweet dreams
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