Sadness And Nature
Bank across a broke, I was standing.
by Muhammad Ishaq Abbasi
The evening enlarged its fence.
Solitude entangled in declension and ascension.
My heed was quavering when I saw,
Before the rain came, the sky was very gloomy,
A feeling of gloom came over the birds,
Since the cuckoo was singing a woeful song.
The trees were stand still and the grass shed tears.
The fish were began to cry one's eyes out.
The stubborn peacock spread his very long tail feathers,
Out like a fan.
The hunter stripped the skin from the rabbit.
Seeing the silence of water-falls, I was frightened.
The Nature was trying to make me smile.
I was trying to make it weep.