Silent ship

If it's time to weigh anchor, it's time A ship bound for the unknown departs from this port. The road moves silently as if it had no passengers; Neither a handkerchief nor an arm will wave when he takes off. Those who stayed at the dock are suffering from this journey, He looks at the black horizon for days, his eyes are moist, Helpless hearts! This is neither the last ship that goes! This is the last mourning of the hijran life. The loved one in the world and the lover waits in vain; He doesn't know that the lovers who left will not return. Every one of the many who left is glad to leave their place, Many years have passed; No one returns from his expedition.