Ai naseem-e-saher, tujhko unki kasam
unse jaa kar na kehna mera haal-e-gham
apne mitne ka gham to nahin hai magar
dar yeh hai unke gesoon bikhar jayenge
- Raaz Illahabadi
an attempt:
O morning breeze, in her name, swear
not to go and reveal my state of despair
If sorrow destroys me, then let it be so;
My only fear is you might scatter her hair