One who resides in desert waste or person born on mountains steep can keep a watch on aims and ends that Nature in its view does keep.

He draws no line 'twixt fair and foul of culture, whose spell makes you sleep his Faqr possesses the wealth of kings, who coffers full of God do as keep.

O warbler of this earthly mead, why are your songs so sweet and fair wherefore, desert hawk, you own, such grandeur great and daring rare?

O Shaikh, no doubt, the climate of your school is so much pure and chaste but men, like Salman and Farooq, are brought up in some desert waste.

The fire that Muslim Faith bestows is as sharp as the sword of steel, but after thousand years is born its match, who mighty blows can deal.