O! My Dear Be Not Annoyed Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

O! My Dear be not annoyed,
Accede what I plead,
Many anxieties of ours are common,
I have many complaints to you too,
I confront myself at the moment,
And it is a time very hard for us both.

O! My Dear be not annoyed,
Accede what I plead,
My old companion!
Many pangs have become latent,
Rake not them fresh again.
Where will you find, where will trace?
The killers of our wishes live here around,
There left behind all colours of life,
They were to depart despite our strife
We made them to regain,
We got nothing but hurting pain.
O! My Dear be not annoyed,
Accede what I plead.

Written By Farheen Chaudhry
Translated By Muhammad Shanazar