Before this, I wanted my speech to be attractive, and now I wish to refrain from speaking to you.
I carved many idols to deceive everyone, but now I am intoxicated with the love of Khalil and tired of Azar's ways.
An idol without color or scent came, and my hands were left idle; seek another master for the idol-making shop.
I cleared the shop of myself, threw away the pretenses, recognized the value of madness, and freed myself from thoughts.
If an image comes to my heart, I say, "Go away, O deceiver," and I destroy its composition if it shows any sign of existence.
How can one be worthy of Layla if they become Majnun because of her? The one who has a soul of that secret is worthy of knowledge.