I have shared
flame and pain,
To conscience2 of life I woke up again.
I know not whom I taught a zealous tone3,
As I was alone, and harping alone.
1. Poppy; each man (of the nation)
2. Conscience of life =its truth and realities.
3. Nukta-i-Shauq’ , a tip of ardent longings, a zealous briefing.
Basic thought:- A lamentation on the apathy of young race