Sana Allaha Sani Daar Meeraji

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I remember my home :
Why doesn't the earth, tell me, compress into a point?
Why did the open skies then tempt my heart?
I'm now a lonely man amid an alien crowd,
Whose hollow chatter leaves me cold, or stings my heart.
Flowing with the tide of talk drifts along my bark,
Which cannot find the shore.

I'm supposed to smile and say to anyone I meet:
"I know you, sir," though in sooth, i do not know at all;
Carried on these waves I float, but cannot find the shore.

Why doesn't the earth, tell me, compress into a point?
Ah, that sunshine of smiles! my brother laughed, my sister smiled,
He laughed that she laughed thinking in her mind,
How her brother's silly talk set their mom and dad agiggle.

But time and tide will not stay, the shore is now a dream forget,
I vannot find the shore.