A Pedestrian Of Love

A Pedestrian Of Love prose poem

Uploaded by Akhtar Jawad

He was walking on a highway,
Many cars moving fast, stopped,
Offered him a lift,
But he did not agree,
It was too hot,
The sun was burning,
But he was walking.

In the rains,
Lightning killed his beloved,
He was going for revenge,
From the clouds,
Suddenly clouds started coming,
And he was amazed to see
The face of his beloved,
In the clouds,
He ran and ran and fell down,
He found himself with his beloved,
Very close, very close,
For a lasting kiss!

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Wonderful love poem. Intensely romantic woven in a passionate language.

ammu sachariah

Amazing one. full of love.

Savi Mani

Jawad sir, beautiful poem on love ….liked the line “And he was amazed to see
The face of his beloved, In the clouds” the beloved face has always been traced out in the clouds on the interface of moon and each and every beauty of nature…..such is the beauty of love……..regards


Wow! This very poignant poem took my breath away as I read, dear Akhtar. Sooooooo beautifully expressed, it shows the power of true love:
‘Lightning killed his beloved,
He was going for revenge’
Imagine seeing the face of his beloved in the clouds! What a wondrous graphic you chose to complement your words, dear friend.
A very emotive, moving poem which tugged at my heartstrings as I read. I love the ending to the poem where the lovers meet in an ‘ever lasting kiss’. How wonderful!
Sterling work dear friend Akhtar, which I thank you for sharing. Blessings always…

Jarold Walters

The expressions used are so heartfelt and true. Amazing work of the written language



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