Tera Wujood Tere Waste Hai Raaz Ab Tak
Your half‐shut eyes still fail to see
What subtle fact this life may be.
Ke Hai Qayam Se Khali Teri Namaz Ab Tak
Too meek to have a fondling will,
Devoid of Qiam your worship still.
Ke Tu Hai Naghma-e-Tumi Se Be-Niaz Ab Tak!
(Gasta = Toota Huwa, Broken)
For songs of Rumi you havenʹt ears sharp,
Snapped the strings of your selfʹs harp.