Without you

Without you this house seems desolate to me,

These walls of my house seems scary to me.

Without you this courtyard seems deserted to me,

These flowers in the courtyard seems dry to me.

Without you my heart feels like stone to me,

Even the beating of my heart seems without rhythm to me.

Without you this mahefil seems incomplete to me,

The overflowing jaam of the mahefil seems pale to me.

Without you my music seems noisy to me,

The tone of my "murali" seems arrow to me.