dost gamkhwari me meri sahi farmavenge kya
jhakhm ke bharne talak nakhun na badh javenge kya
hajarte na se gravi dida o dil farsera
koi mujh ko hi to samjha do ki samjhavenge kya

agar kiya na se ne humko kaid
achha yu sahi ye junun ae ishk ke andaj chhut javenge kya
khanjade julf hai janjir se bhagenge kyu
hai girftar ae wafa jinda se ghabaravenge kya
hai ab is mamur me kahti gam ae ulfat asad
hai ab is mamur me kahti gam ae ulfat asad
hum ne ye mana ki dilli me rahe khavenge kya

My friend, in shared sorrow, will you truly tell,
If, till my wounds have healed, my nails shall swell?
From absence, a grave of eye and heart's despair,
Someone, oh, someone, explain this, I dare?

If the "No" has cast us in its hold,
Well, so be it, this madness, its grip, will it unfold?
Why should the tresses, like chains, flee away?
Bound by faith, from life, will we turn and stray?
"Grief of love," says the world, "is all that's here,"
"Grief of love," says the world, "is all that's near,"
Asad, we’ve refused, in Delhi we reside,
Will we then, still, from sustenance subside?