Sunjan: The Shade Of Elm-Trees Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Poor Sonjan's asleep in the shade of the elm trees.
When the first light comes to kiss the old beehive
Situated close by in the backyard of the narcissus
To eastward direction of sweet little juniper berries.
She lived long since her birth in a grove of elm trees.
Far away from the bustle and the city's fairs,
And through out her life she protects them,
When they were rooted out, her eyes shed pitying tears.
A proud lady! lived well beside the rose bushes,
Butterflies, sparrows, and toiled for their safety.
Some secrets she revealed, some buried in her own bosom.
These were only a few mysteries, Amy says!
Her time passed smoothly. in sweet shades
Of the elm trees, with elm wood and weeds
She sewed her own grave in the green shale.
And laid with no funeral hymn, no man, no mournings.

Sonjan! She laid her last bed with the petals of rose,
And in this episode, her lonely friend uncloses
Wept heartily and talked with
hands on her elbows
'Peace, ' I said, 'to her true friend, Amy! '
She rued and moaned—the heaven knows.