Let Me Run To My Mistress Like A Dog Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Let Me Run To My Mistress Like A Dog
When in search of something I have lost,
Visibility is too low can’t run in the frost,
Repeated efforts all going in vain,
Amused and excited I forget the main,
Goal of my search I now set it aside,
As I can see another gorgeous bride!
In search of love when I failed many times,
I got a friend of my youth with rimes,
I have lost this friend struggling in life,
Along with a beautiful faithful wife,
For the better future of my loving children,
And then in caress of grandchildren!
When I took a sigh of relief at this age,
I found me, past my life in a cage,
My friend my poetry though grown now old,
I made her up and glittering like gold,
She twisted her body woke up with smile,
The teen aged girl made me juvenile.
My juvenile delinquency started once again,
Nothing to shy and nothing to refrain,
I started thinking like a youth in twenties,
Nothing found changed in appealing beauties,
Butterflies still fly and fairies still dance,
Birds still sing lovely lyric of romance.
For my aesthetic sense it’s all the same,
From my eyes I kiss, I’m a beauty tame,
Yes, I’m a pet of beauty, she is my princess,
Though I passed fifty years of life in recess,
Subtracting the time I have lost in a fog,
Let me run to my mistress like a dog.
So, in your beloved's absence, you have got a lovely companion! Her influence seems to be so strong in you these days! Each day, you seem to enjoy her sweet company! The new poems coming one after another like hot cakes is sufficient proof of it! Great write Akhtarji! Top marks!
Oh! Valsa, once again teasing, my new friend is my poetry, I have personified it as a teen aged girl. Probably it's a psychological complex with me. When I was married my wife was in her teens and I could not forget beauty of a teen aged bride. I think anyone who is lucky enough to get a teen aged wife can never for forget the charms of the teen age.
Oh! What a great write it is. Thrilling expression with marvellous phraseology. The lovely lines for me are ....I started thinking like a youth in twenties, Nothing found changed in appealing beauties, Butterflies still fly and fairies still dance, Birds still sing lovely lyric of romance. ...wife is always ever green in the eye of a loving husband. thanks for sharing. .....10
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7/30/2025 10:27:05 PM # 1.0.0
Sometimes poetry calls you, like the beauty of a young woman. And desiring to possess the beauty, you run to it like a loyal dog. Marvelous my friend!