Poetry

 Now come on the evening is about to set  the sun is about to set  and the candle is burning

 I am hoping that if I get a chance to meet you  I will come otherwise loneliness is beginning to strike

 My silence did not know what was scattered and you and the door of my house began to meet

It has been raining since I cried The land became so dry that dust began to fly Is

Ever since I got the news of your return I have started raining down on Ranjur Ba below Nib

 I was hurt by seeing your stone yesterday After you the same world has started laughing at me

  The body is at a standstill the soul is just beginning to emerge