If I Could Write

If I could get your rooster wail I write to world your rooster wail At the bottom of your footsteps On the creak of leaves Of my own mortal being I write a very quiet novel If I could write I write the whole world serious I call sad to hear the joys of all If I could write I write the sea to your eyes I call its water brawny I write lakes to your eyelids I call Its coast teared It's just so helpless dear I couldn't get your rooster wail Imran can't be a lamentation wail