Wednesday, January 18, 2017

The Sun Went Down

by Rizwan Ahmed Memon

Oh, the sun went down;
The birds came back to their nests,
But I see no portent of your arrival.
Oh, my heart cries again
My tears fall again.

Each day I see your way,
But you appear from nowhere.
Oh, the ringing bells around the necks of the cows
Tell that the end of the day has come;
But our separation from each other still continues.
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