Everyone, whether good or bad, found a place in your heart, but I alone was left homeless and completely ruined.

The poet touches upon the painful irony of love, where the beloved's heart has room for everyone—virtuous or flawed—except the true lover. By using the phrase 'khaanumaan-kharaab' (the utterly homeless or ruined), he paints a poignant contrast between strangers finding shelter and the devotee being left outside. It is a tender, wounded lament about the devastation of being the sole outcast in the very heart you considered your only home.