O wild winds, where do you rush?
Pause for a moment, be a thing to trust.
I am alone here, lamenting on my fate,
In this world of grief, trapped as if in a net.
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An Elegy On My Grandmother
O wild winds, where do you rush?
Pause for a moment, be a thing to trust.
I am alone here, lamenting on my fate,
In this world of grief, trapped as if in a net.
Convey my prayer to the almighty,
To quench the thirst of a thirsty.
From a world full of light,
But not a particle to reflect as every day has become a night.
There still remain those memories,
Reminding me of my life's glories.
But she is no more now and I am left alone,
My life has become like shedded leaves away blown.
O wild winds, don't pass away merely,
Understand my feelings,
Because once you were too a breeze,
You too floated on the oceans barely.