In Sadness i Sung Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Sometimes in the moroseness of love
I wandered quite far and regrets I sang.
Sometimes I slept on shore of springs,
And doom myself for your love's and desire.
Sometimes on the heroic brooks I hung upon,
To meet my fondness and passion.
Sometimes on my hut cottage, I laid my head,
And counted the stars page by page.
Though you vanish away with your redness,
Beyond the hurdles my welfare, I manage.
Nevertheless! your voice stayed in my hermitage.