O! Sweetie Stay With Me Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Maple to Breeze!  
Breeze! stay with me; beat your pleasing guitars 
Tonight, you belong to me, along with the shining stars,
Cover me in your coolness and further lay your head.
In my swinging arms, I could not heal myself.
Thus, I feel my illness. In the night sky, flaming red
Gentle breeze, let me release before sunup,
Through different ages, I am entertaining them,
They gave me such deep wounds hard to heal, I suffer 
The earthly lusts have beclouded the human eyes,  
I feel strongly that their hands are hindering my base.
Hereby, my forefathers stayed, who denies?  
Before the stone age, I do fear you too might face

Breeze to Maple!  
Tallest tree, shed no tears over your own twist of fate 
And they will be halted at the heavens gate.
Thanks for calling me from the shoreless sea,  
The way they behave, your sweet shade, depresses me.
My goodness, you are however always the great.