Oh passing air! May you go west, Giving her a surprise, My messages to her from you is of gratitude, For thou is my sole messenger, In that graveyard! Do you remember? Ask her about her sudden disappearance, Never looking back to the place where her brother lives, My pains and dilemmas are yet to be counted, For thou had seized my mind and heart, Thy smile in the early mornings used to appear further each passing day, Thy written words shook my body from head to toe, “May you be happy my elder brother,” thou wrote But, thou went Yet I go in that graveyard in thy alley, For it gets astonished from seeing that I love you, Since thousands of lovers are buried here, How come I go there for someone I never knew, My little sister, my angel! Had become everything to me with her smile, The graveyard, thy alley and my bike are witnesses of how much I love you, For I miss you each day, Yet I catechise about you everywhere, The stones, the trees and the buildings, But I fail to find you Published in Daily Times, August 25th 2018.