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
