Beloved earth covers me so it covers my longing with time eats everything but just excuse this heart my heart is like gold although my body stinks because here lives my beloved and my hope of being one with him at last how can I give my heart to the earth my heart is with my beloved what will I show on the judgment day I have nothing special only this heart is all I have earned no prayers and no meditations my heart is His, and I am His and His is my longing/ thirst how do I ask for Him from Him When nothing else suffices
original poem: Dastan-e-dil November 26, 2013
mati sohni dhampay mujhko so dhampay meree pyas waqt away to khaway sab kuch is dil ka rakhna paas dil hai mera sonay jesa tan say avay bass is mai rahta sajan sona aur us ik wasal ke aas mati ko dil kasay day do mera dil sajan kay pass broz-e-hashar kia dikhlao ga kuch bhee nahee hai khass bas yeh dil he ** kull ponji na sajday, na sanyas dil bhe uska main bhe uska aur uske meree pyass us ko us say mango kasay jub aur nahee kuch ras