The sunlight is made for the sun,
And the moonlight for the moon;
Pretty stars have a unique twinkling fun,
God has given them this bright boon.
Impish waves play in the arms of sea,
And the lighted days have the light; -
Flowers smile yearly in green leaves party,
And dark as usual meets with the night.
I’m as alone even today as in the past,
Gardens enjoy the spring and the spring
Enjoys the sweet winds; wherever I cast
My gloomy eyes; nothing for me is remaining.
This world looks sore and desert like the hell,
Where I, ill-fated, and my solitude dwell.
Shuaib Saifi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-and-my-solitude/
