Here I am under Your spell tonight,

Scared of crawling out of my shell tonight.

I prayed to You, out of belief or habit,

I know not, but on my knees I fell tonight.

As I hear the azaan, I convince myself,

That someone listens to me yell tonight.

Merely listening yet again, doing nothing,

Why won't you douse this fire of hell tonight?

Don't get me wrong, I count all the blessings,

I just can't breathe in this blasphemous cell tonight.

Is there anyone to thank, or is no one out there,

I restlessly continue to dwell tonight.

I struggle to breathe amongst all this loneliness,

I just might sound the knell tonight.

Are You a mere figment of my imagination,

Or do I question just to rebel tonight.

You should make me feel safe, but You just don't 
Anymore, so I, Sadaf, bid Thee farewell tonight.