Jeb mein kalam rakhne se shayar nahi banoge ... kalam zakhmon pe rakhni padti hai

Carrying a pen in your pocket won't make you a poet ... you have to press the pen on your wounds first

Dost, kareebi thi wajah, badnaseebi thi wajah ... woh joh aaj aake tere mere beech aa gayi ... tang haali haaye, meri gareebi thi wajah

My friend, closeness and misfortune were the reasons to blame ... that have come today between you and me ... oh my adversity, it's my poverty that was the reason to blame

Yeh joh zameer hai na, yeh kaanpta zaroor hai ... kabhi gunaah se pehle, kabhi gunaah ke baad

This conscience of ours does tremble ... sometimes before the crime, and sometimes after the crime

Gham koi dena hai toh dede mujhe ... dil mein rakh loonga nishani ki tarah

If you must give me sorrow, then give it to me ... I'll keep it in my heart like a keepsake

Mera lehja cactus sa khurdura ... teri baatein raat rani ki tarah

My tone is rough like a cactus ... and your words are like the night-blooming jasmine flower