You have already risen
We all are
also
Bound to Rise
Sir your poems are like a thesaurus
washed in milk
and
wrapped in Kashmir silk
words from Paradise
that’s all what I can see
come upon us to shower me
with rose petals which hide thee
in your loveliest words of harmony
Lend me a moment of joy will thee
to anoint myself with words
that brings such emotions
in a young poet of inexperience
that I may appear to be
to Janabh Akhtar Jawad ji
to thee
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