Haunt me

haunt me, haunt me

Your memory still haunts me

Beautiful and refreshing are

The memories we knitted together,

The moments we captured together

Sometimes I bother to forget

But fails in every attempt

Like an unlucky hero

In an unlucky scene.

What's good there, 

Living in your thoughts-

I thought, I thought, I thought.

Then a voice comes and replies:

Deep sea is silent, 

The crystal Diamond is rare

And memories are the reminicent 

Of the beauty of Precious objects, 

Of the things which forever belong to you own!

Be silent like the tree-

Bear fruit even is badly stoned

Be optimistic like daylight-

However dark the night turns

Rays will tear apart the black shawl.

-Muhammad Abrar