My heart is restless, my prayers feel dry,
Each sight I see feels bare and wry.

The peace of my nights was tied to you,
Now lost in darkness, it fights anew.

How long must I endure this pain?
You alone can feel my strain.

No sighs hold weight, no prayers ignite,
No love burns with its sacred light.

Since Liaquat forgot your name,
A stone within now beats the same.