Till There Is The Sun, Shall Not Dew Perish! Poem by Aftab Alam

Till there is the Sun, shall not Dew Perish!
Why do you lose heart; my dear Morish,
Why can’t you find, happiness in birds song?
Why do you feel loose? What is the wrong?

Sing a song in the tune of holy nature, for the peace,
For I know; this is the only weapon, problems to cease,

I know; you have fallen into the ditch that you dug,
You splurged against the humanity; didn't you hug?
Evil act, enjoyed a lot, now crying time is with you,
Seek refuse in day break, Morish; my dear, will you?

Sing a song in the tune of holy nature, for the peace,
For I know; this is the only weapon, problems to cease,

I’m behind happiness, do as I do-remove commotion
I steal a drop of happiness from the grief grief ocean,
For I know, you have to search within you—in brief,
Do as I did-Why can’t you learn to laugh in grief?

Sing a song in the tune of holy nature, for the peace,
For I know; this is the only weapon, problems to cease,