Poetry ~ Muhammad Iqbal: Preshan Ho Ke Meri Khaak Akhir Dil Na Ban Jaye Jo Mushkil Ab Hai Ya Rab Phir Wohi Mushkil Na Ban Jaye My scattered dust charged with Love the shape of heart may take at last: O God, the grief that bowed me then may press me down as in the past! Na Ker Dein Mujh ko Majboor-e-Nava Firdous Mein Hoorein Mera Soz-e-Doron Phir Garmi-e-Mehfil Na Ban Jaye The maids of Eden by their charm may arouse my urge for song The flame of Love that burns in me may fire the zeal of Celestial Throng! Kabhi Chhordi Huwi Manzil Bhi Yaad Ati Hai Raahi Ko Khattak Si Hai, Jo Seenay Mein, Gham-e-Manzil Na Ban Jaye The pilgrim’s mind can dwell at times on spots and stages left behind: My heed for spots and places crossed, From the Quest may turn my mind! Banaya Ishq Ne Darya’ay Na-Payda Karan Mujh Ko Ye Meri Khud Nigahdari Mera Sahil Na Ban Jaye By the mighty force of Love I am turned to Boundless Deep: I fear that my self‐regard, Me, for aye, on shore may keep! Kahin Iss Alam-e-Be-Rang-o-Bu Mein Bhi Talab Meri Wohi Afsana-e-Dunbala-e-Mehmil Na Ban Jaye My hectic search for aim and end, In life that smell and hue doth lack, May get renown like lover’s tale, Who riding went on litter’s track! Urooj-e-Adam-e-Khaki Se Anjum Sehme Jate Hain Ke Ye Toota Hua Tara Mah-e-Kamil Na Ban Jaye The rise of clay‐born man hath smit the hosts of heaven with utter fright: They dread that this fallen star to moon may wax with fuller light. vimeo/86709630
Posted on: Mon, 05 Jan 2015 19:05:18 +0000
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