Some Advice Poem by Tawfeeq Hasan Khan

Am I not sad if there is not a tear on my face,
Is there is no pain if there is not a wound to trace…
Oh thou morn, show me thy sun;
Bring with it the brightest fun…
Oh thou cloud, quench my yesterday’s pain
By dropping on me thy most soothing rain…
Oh thou noon, by placing thy sun above,
Drain my last night’s pain with thy love…
Oh thou evening, make thy sun set soon,
To bring with thou thy most melancholic moon…
Just to make me remember again,
Of the last night spent in pain…
Oh thou night, bring thy darkness again,
So as no more will I see thy given pain…
Oh thou death, quench my soul from my body apart,
So no more will I feel the frost of thy cold heart…
Oh thou ears, let me hear no brimming sound,
Of the river of pain in which I was drowned…
Oh thou eyes never look thy beloved as it’s a crime,
That takes nothing else but the lover’s time…
Oh thou tongue never utter words so sweet,
In front of those who know only how to cheat…