A fragrant cheer in the flowers tear

Tendely, this bonnie life is like moonlight of few days, 

So hug-me-tight, and extend on me your mercy. 

This darling life is like the seasons of the year,

The rattle of winds in lovely night, 

sudden whims 

And then silence, this brief life is like a fragrant cheer 

In the flowers tear, few momentary splendours 

Then hidden fears, don't go astray with one's occult powers

Tenderly, this prime of life is like a flame of candle, melting

Down drop by drop, its each spark is thought provoking 

As long as oil burns in the candle the flame dances 

Lighting up all around with splendor

Spend it with care, obtain from it straight answers, 

Don't fall to false splendor, and be always prepared 

In the end everything seems--------a flop 

----Poet Affaq