Early morning came, <br />With dark brown clouds, <br />With a singing dawn, <br />With the dancing winds, <br />The veiled sun, <br />Hidden somewhere, <br />But his smile, <br />Was so pleasant, <br />Awoke the souls, <br />From very deep, <br />The dreaming sleep, <br />The sick flower, <br />With a mild shower, <br />Was turned in flames, <br />The amazing flames, <br />Very cold outside, <br />Very hot inside, <br />All her senses, <br />Were active now, <br />Sensed her colors, <br />Felt her fragrance, <br />Heard the music, <br />Tasted rain drops, <br />Twisted her petals, <br />Now shocking pink, <br />Withstood the rains, <br />Now heavy and violent, <br />She was not afraid, <br />Of frightening thunders, <br />And flash of lightening, <br />Nature has blown, <br />A new soul in her, <br />She smiled like a bud. <br />Her beauty and grace, <br />Her challenging face, <br />Constrained the nature, <br />For a friendly surrender! <br /> <br />But the nature smiled, <br />And said to her, <br />My dear rose bud, <br />A starry night, <br />With the shining moon light, <br />Humid and hot, <br />Sweating and tiring, <br />But romantic as well, <br />Provocations from my side, <br />Is ahead of you, <br />I would love to see, <br />How you sustain, <br />The youth of new soul, <br />I shall eagerly watch, <br />If your petals remain, <br />Fresh and pink, <br />Happily I shall go, <br />If I surrender once again! <br /> <br />Love always wins, <br />And nature proudly said, <br />They are my slaves, <br />They shall remain my slaves.<br /><br />Akhtar Jawad<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-always-wins/
