Rubai - Allama Iqbal

RUbai - ALlama Muhammad Iqbal

atā aslāf kā jazb-e-durūñ kar

sharīk-e-zumra-e-lā-yahzanūñ, kar

ḳhirad kī gutthiyāñ suljhā chukā maiñ

mire maulā mujhe sāhib-e-junūñ kar

Nawa-e-Tahira - Quratulain Tahira Ki Nawa/Kalam by Iqbal

What avails love when life is so ephemeral? - Allama Iqbal

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What avails love when life is so ephemeral?

What avaiIs a mortal’s love for the immortal?

Love that is snuffed out by death’s passing blast;

Love without the pain, the passion that consumes?

A flickering spark I am, aglow for a fleeting glance;

Flow vain for a flickering spark to chase an eternal flame!

Grant me the bliss of eternal life, O Lord;

And mine will be the ecstasy of eternal love.

Give me the pleasure of an everlasting pain;

An agony that lacerates my soul for ever.

Allama Iqbal

O withered Rose ~ ~ Allama Iqbal

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O withered rose! How can I still call you a rose?
How can I call you the longing of nightingale's heart?

Once the zephyr's movement was your rocking cradle
In the garden's expanse joyous rose was your name

The morning breeze acknowledged your benevolence
The garden was like perfumer's tray by your presence

My weeping eye sheds dew on you
My desolate heart is concealed in your sorrow

You are a tiny picture of my destruction
You are the interpretation of my life's dream

Like a flute1 to my reed-brake I narrate my story
Listen O rose! I complain about separations!

English Translation of Poem of Allama Iqbal in Bange Dara

O wave! Plunge headlong into the dark seas.. Allama Iqbal

Khuddi Ka Sirray Nihaa - Allama Iqbal

Said the Coal to a Diamond

My stuff is so vile, I am less than dust
while your gleam rends the mirror's heart.
My darkness lights the chafing-dish
before I am incinerated. A miner's boot
tramples my head, covering me with ashes.

Do you know my life's gist?
A condensed sliver of smoke, transformed
into a single spark, in feature and nature
starlike, your every facet a splendor,
light of the king's eye, the dagger's jewel.

Friend, be wise, the diamond replied, assume
a bezel's dignity! Loam strives to harden
to fill my bosom with radiance. Burn
because you are soft. Banish fear and grief.
Be hard as stone, be a diamond.

Shaheen - Palatna Jhapatna

Tairay Ishq ki intehaa chahataa hoon

Tairay ishq kii intehaa chahataa hoon
mairi saadagii daikh kyaa chahataa hoon

sitam ho, ki ho vaadae behijaabi
koe baat sabr-aazamaa chahtaa hoon

ye jannat mubaarak rahe zaahidoon ko
kay main aap kaa samana chahataa hoon

koe dam kaa mehamaan hoon ae ahle mehfil
chiraaghe sahar hoon, bujhaa chahataa hoon

bharii bazm mein raaz ki baat kah di
bara bai-adab hoon, sazaa chahataa hoon

[Allama Muhammad Iqbal]

Selfhood can demolish magic of world

Selfhood can demolish the magic of this world;
But our belief in The One is not comprehended by all.

Have a seer's eye, and light will dawn on thee;
As a river and its waves cannot remain apart.

The light of God and knowledge are not in rivalry,
But so the pulpit believes, afraid of Hallaj's rope.

Contentment is the shield for the pure and the noble
A shield in slavery, and a shield in power.

In the East the soul looks in vain for light;
In the West the light is a faded cloud of dust.

The fakirs who could shatter the power and pelf of kings
No longer tread this earth, in climes far or near.

The spirit of this age is brimful with negations,
And drained to the fast drop is the power of faith.

Muted is Europe's lament on its crumbling pageant,
Muted by the delirious beats, the clangour of its music.

A sleepy ripple awaits, to swell into a wave
A wave that will swallow up monsters of the sea.

What is slavery but a loss of the sense of beauty?
What the free call beautiful, is beautiful indeed.

The present belongs to him who explores, in their depths,
The fathomless seas of time, to find the future's pearl.

The alchemist of the West has turned stone into glass
But my alchemy has transmuted glass into flint

Pharaohs of today have stalked me in vain;
But I fear not; I am blessed with Moses' wand.

The flame that can set afire a dark, sunless wood,
Will not be throttled by a straw afloat in the wind.

Love is self-awareness; love is self-knowledge;
Love cares not for the palaces and the power of kings.

I will not wonder if I reach even the moon and the stars,
For I have hitched my wagon to the star. of all stars.

First among the wise, last of the Prophets,
Who gave a speck of dust the brightness of the Mount.

He is the first and last in the eyes of love;
He is the Word of God. He is the Word of God.

[Allama Muhammad Iqbal]

Cup-bearer! Give me wine of Thee love

O Cup-bearer! Give me again that wine of love for Thee;
Let me gain the place my soul desires.

My lyrical vein was all but dried up, still
The sheik decrees that, too, should be choked to death.

No trail now blazes in new fields of thought,
But blind slaves of sufies and mullahs survive.

Who snatched away the piercing sword of love?
Knowledge is left with an empty sheath alone.

With a luminous soul the power of song is life;
With a darkened soul that power is eternal death.

A full moon glistens in Thy brimful cup;
Deprive me not of its silver beams at night.

[Allama Iqbal - Baale Jibrael]