No More Bordom Song Poem by AFFAQ NABI

When the month is summer and the wind is cool,  
Why should her appealing heart not feel amused?  
One day, a wandering bird of the summer pool,  
Beating her tired wings for some bed enthuse,  
And nearby, a rural gir on her window pane,  
Sings her life's fabulous and wedding song,  
When the night grew longer from the rain,  
What bushes or treetops will take over his dwelling?  
Along with the sun, the little stars also depart.
From the royal bethel and Jasmine also fell
Asleep in her own bouquet, a wandering bird beating
His wings falls on the land then the kindhearted Girl
Felt his breast pain, 'how sweet is that suffering, which 
The solitude brings? , she opened half of her window,
And light came briefly that revealed the confused fowl
His way upright to her pillow, and the pearly-eyed bird
So sad, rendered thanks to her and then felt glad.
Afterwards she replied, 'Dear bird, like you, I'm too alone.
And the despair that shook you so bad same I myself had.