THE GOLDEN BOY_AFSAR NIZAM

THE GOLDEN BOY

AFSAR NIZAM

The Golden Boy from Heven

With plumes releasing light

Came down to earth

From the Minaret as high

As touching the sky

Who lit the light of Light

In the abode of eath

That looks like a crescent land

Charmed with the call of Prayer

Made in sweeten' tune.

Pearls and gems fell

Upan the Cottage little

And the goldend boy saw it

With couple of eyes startle'.

From Bengal to Andalusi

Mirth and joy ran as sparkle

Spreading colourful dream

In the commoners' soul.

In the water of cloud in heaven

Dajjling the beauty of Eid

Hurs and tairies, and princesses too

Assemble near the dim rays

And the golden boy

Shall not leave the earth

Severing the lovely tie of joy

That is seen still worketh.