Sweetheart Still Open Is My Heart Poem by Akhtar Jawad

While getting out of my heart
To lock its doors you forgot
Shall you come back or you shall not
Sweetheart! Still open is my heart.

Do you remember the carpet of green lawn
Encircled by green plants of colorful flowers
Where we enjoyed moonlight in the mild showers
Liking the wet night and disliking the dawn
In a cold weather how much we w‘re hot
Sweetheart! Still open is my heart.

Not only once many times when a trespasser
Tried to enter the green circle that you made
Why the rains stop why the flowers fade
Who erases the clouds? Are you the eraser?
Are you coming back with a new knot?
Sweetheart! Still open is my heart.

Strokes of hot winds and blows of cold breeze
Could not close the doors of a heart in waiting
Why the birds don't sing; while flying no mating,
It's too cold, my love, and before I freeze
Why I‘m hopeful you shall come at last
Sweetheart! Still open is my heart.