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She turned in complete gloom after me
Dresses in black, always after me.
Brought lamp and flowers on my grave
She did all this until live after me.
Used to go to the sea quietly
to sail the paper boat after me.
Who ever loved her, left her, because
my name was always there on her lips after me.
The bird which used to call her
could not live longer after me.
I never let her tears fall down
That’s why she did not weep at all after me.
I was not the same after we parted
No body also could recognize her after me.
I loved her laughing
So she kept laughing ragged and frustrated after me.
Attempted to translate from Urdu Poetry.
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