The white stone br On the dark side of illuminations br The busy corner br Was slow to recoil to sleep br The whole day went with some sense of loss br Whatever is going time is going still br Whatever is gained is gain nothing br The night shall not descend br On a day of happiness br The stars shall not see more hopes br These nights and days br Have been in cycle since ages br br Islamabad br 652010br br Sadiqullah Khanbr br