Their Stone Ears Can't Hear Your Afflicted Cries


Their stone ears can't hear your afflicted cries.
Smile like an open wound, conceal your pain.

The secret was revealed, the doubt went away.
Don't relate the story whose words shame you.

Patience is bitter, its fruit sweet.
Comfort in disguise is not exactly anxiety.

Arzoo, your mouth is your own insult.
Respect dignity, while still fearful of your shame.

                                                                                                           (Translated from Arzoo Lakhnawi)