My soul has detached itself
from the people of the world
and is at peace,
away from the chatter of this world.
My heart was a servant of people
for so many years;
having suffered much,
it now shies away from them.
For a lifetime my heart has been occupied
with the pursuit of love,
but I found no one
who could appreciate love.
Truly I discovered
that mankind is full of evil,
and he has not picked a single flower of goodness
from the garden of humanity.
Every moment he dreams up and imagines
something different,
rather than listening
to what he is being told.
He does not honor his vows,
and for this reason
each one sets off somewhere
to follow his own desires.
I saw the person who had given
the hand of friendship to Nurbakhsh
hiding in a corner
with his hands withdrawn.