I cannot translate the ongoing trauma
It's almost been lifeless land
I'm thinking what the birds would be thinking
I don't know the animals' anthems in this time
Italy's art hasn't met since days
Why are you so restless, O Rome?
I cannot listen to the lordly music
Sindh's serenity has gone listless
Nature is navigating all the nations
This age, this era
Tragic ties occupy the entire sky
It has been disarraying me through and through
My heart weeps over this hue
This is turning us all clueless
My poetics mourns over this pandemic wave!
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