In the world's gaze, my heart does not beat,
My tongue laden with nothing but venom.
You too, a product of this world's views,
What understanding have you of this cold heart,
And the bitter tongue that speaks its truth?
Each day, a prayer escapes my lips,
a solitary prayer ascends high,
That God shields others from glimpsing my sigh.
....
Duniya ki aankhon mein, mera dil murda hai,
Meri zubaan par sirf zehr bhara hai.
Tum bhi duniya walon mein se nikle,
Tumhe kya pata ke is murda dil aur karwi zubaan se,
Har din ek hi dua nikalti hai,
Ke Allah mera gham kisi ko na dikhaye,
Jo dilon ko jala kar rakh kar deta hai.
