Autumn,
The fairy queen
I catch,
Over the vale
Over the gloomy face of horizon
Over the magical rainy sky
Over the fresh land after rain
Over the faces of the attract birds of autumn,
They have lost and found their hopes of love
Over the mystical changes of nature

Autumn,
Over the dreams those have drifted,
Floating on the white clouds of memory
And gathering again the little dreams of songs
When the mild breezes have blown
Over soft hairs and heart of yours
When the gentle mind has followed,
Over thousands flying feathers of birds
Over the grey blurring blue sky
Over the barren fields of yellow hopes
Over the white flowers on the hands of my fairy queen
When the thousand stir of dreams have blown
Over your mind and soul -  

@ Musfiq us shaleheen