Kneeling to the idols, Momin, you have spent your life, How futile to turn a Muslim when your end arrives! - Momin Khan Momin

I feel as if you are with me,
When company I have none.

The pledge that you and I have made, you may or mayn't recall,
The pledge, that is, to love till death, you may or mayn't recall.
The joys once bestowed on me, those kindness galore,
I remember every bit, you may or mayn't recall.
Those new complaints, grumblings new, those delicious tales,
That getting cross without a cause, you may or mayn't recall.If chanced we to get together, to reaffirm our faith,
How we complained of our unkind kin, you may or mayn't recall.
If there was aught that annoyed your heart,
I always let it go unsaid, you may or mayn't recall.
We too had once each other loved, and frequently did meet.
We too were once intimate, you may or mayn't recall.
Your getting cross on the union night, spurning all my pleas,
Your insistent "no" to everything, you may or mayn't recall.
Whom you counted as your friend, faithful whom you thought,
I am the same suffering Momin, you may or mayn't recall.

عمر ساری تو کٹی عشقِ بُتاں میں مومنؔ
آخری وقت میں کیا خاک مسلماں ہوں گے