And then When the night nighed Her beauty sighed She looked again into mirror Beauty scattered by any error Her face is a piece of cheater Expert as liar quite neater Then smoke emanated As if my wishes detonated Glasses broke into pieces Ashamed of reflecting her face To my Love, this is disgrace
~ Mirza Sharafat
Night nighs and the beauty of beloved sighs. Poet speaks about an approaching night, when he realized, non living things turned their face away from his beloved, as they came to know her cheating.