An Old Song! Poem by AFFAQ NABI

From my childhood years, I was
different from the others.
I do remember many mothers adoring me so greatly,
In all the situations, either in grief or in joy,
As I was very quiet and coy,
latter with great glee.
From the wavelets of the mountains,
Beyond the waters of wistful fountains
I did collect the pearls of wisdom in thousands.
I loved to bathe in the long summer rains.
Still, its signs rotate in my hepatic veins,
Then the woes of time besieged me,
And still I do feel in the chain of binds,
Roaming with humming birds in my free time,
Still, it resounds with me while I set
To recall the past or paint my rhyme.
I preferred to see the moon's coquetry walks,
While surviving the stresses and shocks,
Many dreams of living in the light,
I do see dipping in the racks.
I always attempt to earn by moral means.
And spent my childhood in the rural scenes.
The third question will be, 'Where did you reap? '
It rotates in my fancy, for it's fairly deep.
For good deeds, he definitely pays.