To every heart my words have torn, I bow with grace, no more forlorn. The wounds I gave, I now release, I turn the page, I choose my peace. Let old entanglements be still, No shadow bends my forward will. From ashes past, a flame shall rise, A brighter sun in clearer skies. I honor silence, pure, profound, Where self and world in peace are bound. No chains remain, no debts to keep, I walk awake from broken sleep. This is no end, but heights untrod— A soul in step with man and God.
Jin bandhanon mein kiya tha aaghaat, Un sabse aaj kshama maangta hoon. Parajay nahin yeh, saahas hai mera, Andhiyaare ko ab main tyaagta hoon. Kal ke dosh jala doon agni mein, Aaj se nayi disha banaaunga. Apne man ki jwaala se hi, Jagat mein shaanti jagaunga. Nahin jhukunga ab apradh-bodh se, Nahin rukunga pashchataap ki raah par. Viraam nahin yeh, ughosh hai mera— “Main chal pada nayi subah ke saath par!”