Ever Think Please

Ever Think Please

The one who calls the wind a wanderer
Please think and write the reason
Why the winds have strayed from their destination
No dream in their eyes
No one waits in a dream
In their whole journey,
there is no certainty of morning,
no trust of evening.
They have no land of their own,
no star in the sky
No weather, no perfume
No line of light, no ambassador of their own
Who wrote a book on their sorrows
Write the torment of travel
The one who calls the wind a wanderer
Ever think please!

Imran Nazeer