I try to restrain my heart every moment not to languish for the Beloved, but all in vain. The more I try to restrain it, the more it demonstrates.
میتواند کہ دہر اشک مراحسن قبول،
آنکہ دُر ساختہ است قطرہ باراں مرا۔
It is possible that He may approve of my tears on the analogy that a drop of rain becomes a pearl.

Much I try to console my sorrowing restless heart,
but without the loved one every minute it smarts,
The more I try to console, the sadder I find it.

Though I lose no moment to hold beak my heart,
It does not bide a moment without them beloved,
The more I try to keep it from pining, the more it pines.