A Fairy Came To Me Poem by Akhtar Jawad
A Fairy Came To Me
A fairy came to me,
I was pleased to see,
She doesn't lack fame,
You know her name,
She has a beautiful face,
With a lot of grace,
Her wings are weak,
She glided from the peak,
She said to pray,
For a curing ray,
That could mend the wrong,
Did by devils so strong,
They wounded her wings,
With a sword that pings,
That affected her flights,
All days all nights,
She wants to go back,
On her lovely track,
She wants to fly,
In the blue sky,
From east to west,
To extend her nest,
She wants to sing,
On her mono string,
A song for all,
Whether big or small,
A lyric of love,
My poor wounded dove!
A lovely emotional poem..... liked those emotional parts very much
A very lovely poem.... Simple and sweetly rhyming! Enjoyed reading it much!
I love to read it. But one thing I want to say that it brought tears to my eyes. Perhaps I get some similarities..... However, its really a nice poem. The inner meaning is so deep and I think it has a deep connection with our society. Mainly with the women in our society. However, nice poem. Best wishes. Ruma
Initially thought it may be Malala ..but this is the beautiful poem it is the mirror of civilization
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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11/10/2025 10:12:11 AM # 1.0.0
nice poem...your notes given above are quite helpful...Life has this unfortunate way of balancing every good thing with just the opposite...Our own Bapu (Mahatma Gandhi) , the very embodiment of non-violence, was assassinated...thanks for sharing this poem...