O house! Your resident is now residing in the West
Ah! The land of the East was not liked by him
Today my heart is convinced of this truth
The light of the separation's day is darker than night
"As from his departure's breast the scar is picked up
Sight is asleep in my eyes like the extinguished candle"
I am fond of seclusion, I hate the habitation
I run away from the city in excruciation of love
I make the heart restless from the olden days' memory
For satisfaction I come ardently running towards you
Though the eye is familiar with your nook and corner
Still some strangeness is apparent from my speed
My heart's speck was just to be acquainted with the sun
The broken mirror was just to expand into the universe
The tree of my longings was just going to green up
Ah ! what does any one know what I was going to be!
Mercy's cloud gathered up its skirt from my garden and departed
Rained a little over the flower buds of my desires and departed
Where are you! O Kalim of the pinnacle of learning!
Your breath was the breeze promoting the joy of learning
Gone is that zeal for walking in the vast expanse of learning!
In my intellect also you were the inspirer of love of learning
"Where is Lailah's fervor, so as to decorate Love again
May make the dust of Majnun mixed with wilderness again
The wilderness of solitude will open the fate's knot
I shall reach you after breaking the chains of the Punjab
The bewildered eye looks upon your picture
But how can one searching for speech be happy?
"No power to speak the picture's mouth has
Silence is the speech which the picture has"