If I Could Write
If I could get your rooster wail
I write to world your rooster wail
At the bottom of your footsteps
On the creak of leaves
Of my own mortal being
I write a very quiet novel
If I could write
I write the whole world serious
I call sad to hear the joys of all
If I could write
I write the sea to your eyes
I call its water brawny
I write lakes to your eyelids
I call Its coast teared
It's just so helpless dear
I couldn't get your rooster wail
Imran can't be a lamentation wail
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