Akhtar Jawad Green Poems

House is the name of greenery of a woman,
who springs colorful flowers.
Nature sends her messengers
in the shape of honey bees
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Twenty three years passed,
since it hugged me for the first time!
It was the Henna ceremony of my daughter.
So smooth, silky and cool was its touch
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I am out of the way a little but still on the road
moving with you with your love as a heavy load.
What a love is it I can't see your hidden face
why don't we talk just feel a glittering glace?
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