Dr. Allama Muhammad Iqbal is the national poet of Pakistan. He was born on 9th November, 1877. This blog is about the life and poetry of Allama Iqbal. This Blog has the poerty of Iqbal in Urdu, Roman Urdu and English translation.

Thursday 29 November 2012

What Should I Say How Much

What should I say how much Longing for dejection I have
The elegance of my market is only up to the ardent desire for losing
I am the sot who himself becomes garden by the Wine’s Light
Rose’s love is only up to the departure of the unkind cup bearer
Hunter’s enhancement of garden’s beauty is till start of my melodies
As for the thunderbolts’ restlessness, it is up to my nest
I am that handful of dust, which is changed to wilderness by distress’ grace
Do not ask me of my span, it is from the earth to the sky
I am the bell, complaint is asleep in my whole nature
The silence of mine only is up to the caravan’s departure
With a tranquil heart create means of attaining your aims
Because the whirlpool’s knot is only up to the water’s flow
Silence is death in the garden of Love, O nightingale
This life is only up to observance of the wailing’s custom
In youth, there is Sight’s zeal as well as Longing’s pleasure
The happiness of our house is only up to the guest’s presence
Disgraced though I am in the whole world but, O ignorance
I understand that my Love is known only to my confidante

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