Dear Shelly Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Next time, would you like to visit my countryside?
Its situated quite far away at a pretty sunny site.
Escorted by tall ornamental rocks and peaks
Lo, there is a hilly stream with my hut beside.
Where you can happily find the fox and geese
Drinking together with jolly the cups of wine behind
The bushes, In springtime, I too visit this beach of peace.
Come in the cloying month of May to this sunny site.
Whilst the narcissus opens her hairs to kiss of day,
You will enjoy the wedding bands of rural drummers.
In the sweet early hours, so come without any fear.
Come by the airway, coming here is not an infant play.
Aye, dear, you've got to pass through the cliffs
And ridges, then by a series of old wooden bridges.
Entertain a few whiffs of flowers from their blue lips.
Here, you might like to swim in the fish river.
Or would you like to climb the oldish magnetic hills?
Where the celestial music often thrills upon the
Breasts of solitary hills, well, come by water.
Like Sheba princess took her
sandal in her hands
While passing over the sleek 'pool of bliss, '
Come to my hamlet of sand dunes in the monsoons.
A season of loves, and cheers,
and take a pretty
Facepic with me, then carry it
with you as a
Sweet memory, I've narrated it to you, Shelly!
With great glee, the folk story of my small hamlet.