English Translations - International Iqbal Society - Allama IqbalAllama Sir Muhammad Iqbal was a poet, philosopher and politician born in Sialkot, British India (now in Pakistan), whose poetry in Urdu and Persian is considered to be among the greatest of the modern era and whose vision of an independent state for the Muslims of British India was to inspire the creation of Pakistan. He is commonly referred to as Allama Iqbal, Allama meaning "Scholar". Iqbal was a strong proponent of the political and spiritual revival of Islamic civilization across the world, but specifically in India; a series of famous lectures he delivered to this effect were published as The Reconstruction of Religious Thought in Islam. One of the most prominent leaders of the All India Muslim League, Iqbal encouraged the creation of a "state in northwestern India for Indian Muslims" in his 1930 presidential address. Iqbal encouraged and worked closely with Muhammad Ali Jinnah, and he is known as Muffakir-e-Pakistan ("The Thinker of Pakistan"), Shair-e-Mashriq ("The Poet of the East"), and Hakeem-ul-Ummat ("The Sage of
Ummah"). He is officially recognized as the "national poet" in Pakistan.
https://www.iqbal.com.pk/poetical-works/english-translations/933-call-of-the-marching-bell-part-32021-02-19T16:43:18+00:00Int. Iqbal Societynoreply@iqbal.com.pk2021-02-19T16:43:18+00:002021-02-19T16:43:18+00:00https://www.iqbal.com.pk/poetical-works/english-translations/933-call-of-the-marching-bell-part-3/1546-the-renaissance-of-islamNoman Bokharinoman.bokhari@iqbalsociety.org<p> </p>
<p>The fading glitter of stars is the signal of a bright dawn<br />The sun has risen from the horizon, the time of deep stupor is gone!<br /><br />Life-blood has started flowing through the dead arteries of the East<br />This secret is incomprehensible to <em>Sina</em> and <em>Farabi</em> !<br /><br />The storm of the West has made the Muslim into a real Muslim <br />Only the upheavals of the sea bring the pearl's beauty to its perfection<br /><br />The Muslim is to be endowed again from the God's Court with<br />Turkoman's dignity, Indian's intellect, Arab's eloquence<br /><br />If some slumber is lurking still in the flower buds <br />Strike the beat harder if the taste for music is lacking<br /><br />Jump restlessly in the garden, in the nest, in bowers <br />It is impossible to deprive mercury of its restlessness<br /><br />Why should the eye used to chaste things see coat of arms<br />When it is able to see the valor of the <em>Ghazi's</em> soul!<br /><br /> O God, light the candle of Longing in the tulip's heart<br /> Make every speck of garden's dust a martyr searching for the Truth<br /><br />The effect of spring showers exists in the Muslim's tears <br />Pearls are to be produced again in the ocean of Ibrahim<br /><br />The Book of the Muslim nation is being organized again <br />This Hashimite Branch is going to blossom again!<br /><br />The beloved of Shiraz has won the hearts of Tabriz and Kabul<br />The zephyr produces its fellow traveler from rose fragrance!<br /><br />The avalanche of calamity over <em>Uthmanis</em> is not to be bereaved <br />As the dawn is produced after destruction of myriads of stars!<br /><br />Insight into the world is more difficult than the worlds sovereignty <br />Insight is produced only when the heart melts into blood!<br /><br />For thousands of years narcissus bemoans its lack of luster <br />The discerning person is produced in the garden with difficulty<br /><br />Sing O Nightingale so that with your modulations <br />The falcon's heart in the pigeon's frail body be produced <br /><br /> Concealed within your heart is the secret of life <br /> Relate to the Muslim the traditions of pathos of life<br /><br />You are the potent hand and the word of the Eternal God <br />O imprudent one! Develop Faith as you have been overcome with doubts<br /><br />The Muslim's destination is beyond the azure colored sky<br />You are the caravan the dust of whose trail are stars!<br /><br />The house is ephemeral, the dweller is momentary, yours are the Beginning and the End<br />You are the Final Message of God and you are eternal!<br /><br />Your life-blood adorns with myrtle the bride called tulip <br />Your origin is from Ibrahim, you are the world's architect!<br /><br />Your nature is the custodian of all life's possibilities <br />So to say you are the touch-stone for world's hidden jewels!<br /><br />From the material world to the Eternal world<br />You are the gift which the Holy Prophet took!<br /><br />The history of the Muslim nation reveals the secret<br />That you are the protector of the nations of Asia<br /><br /> Learn again the lesson of Truth, Justice, and Bravery<br /> You are to be entrusted with the world's leadership!<br /><br />This alone is the creation's objective, this alone is Islam's secret<br />That there should be universal brotherhood, abundant love!<br /><br />Breaking the idols of race and color merge into the <em>millat</em><br />There should be neither Turanian, nor Iranian, nor Afghanian!<br /><br />How long the companionship of garden's birds inside the garden's confines?<br />Your wings are capable of the flight of Quhistan's falcon!<br /><br />In the world of existence full of doubts, the Muslim's Faith<br />Is like a beacon of light in the dark night of the wilderness<br /><br />What could demolish the grandeur of <em>Qaiaer</em> and <em>Kisra</em>?<br />Nothing but Haider's prowess, Bu Dhars<span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span> <em>faqr</em>, Salman's truth<br /><br />With what dignity did the free men of the <em>millat </em> march out?<br />The centuries-old prisoners are only watching the spectacle through door's crevices!<br /><br />Stability of life in this world is bestowed by firm Faith<br />The Turanian has proved even longer lasting than the German<br /><br /> When Faith is created in this earthly ember<br /> It itself creates wings and plumage of Jibril!<br /><br />Neither swords nor plans are of any avail in slavery <br />Chains are cast away when taste for Faith is created<br /><br />Can anyone assess the strength of his arms?<br />Destinies are changed by the Believer's mere glance!<br /><br />Sainthood, sovereignty, the universality of material knowledge<br />What are all these except unraveling of the secrets of Faith!<br /><br />It is however difficult to develop IbrAhimis vision<br />Greed creates subconscious images stealthily in the vision!<br /><br />The ruled and ruler's discrimination is the bane of humanity<br />Beware, O oppressors the punishments of God for this are severe!<br /><br />The essence of everything is the same, be it of dust or light<br />Sun's blood would drip by cutting the core of dust's speck<br /><br />Firm Faith, constant struggle, Love, conquest of the universe<br />These are the swords for the brave men in the battle of life<br /><br /> What is expected from the brave? High disposition, sincere creed<br /> Warm heart, immaculate vision and restless soul!<br /><br />Those who had attacked like eagle emerged as wingless<br />The evening stars after diving into dusk's blood emerged shining!<br /><br />Those accustomed to swimming under the sea were buried under the sea<br />Those who bored ocean waves dashes emerged as pearls!<br /><br />Those who were proud of <em>alchemy</em> are like the way side dust<br />Those who humbly prostrated before God emerged as elixir makers!<br /><br />Our slow-moving messenger has brought the message of life<br />Those who got electric messages emerged as uninformed!<br /><br />The aram has been disgraced by the priests short-sight<br />With what excellent insight the Tatar youth have come out!<br /><br />Angels, the denizens of celestial world, were saying to the earth<br />These earthly men emerged more lively, more virulent, more splendid!<br /><br />The men of Faith live in the world like the sun<br />Set here, come out there, set there, come out here!<br /><br /> The individual's Faith is the means of national renaissance <br /> This is the force which shapes the nation's destiny!<br /><br />You are the secret of <em>Kun Fikan</em>, be manifest to yourself<br />Become the knower of the secret of <em>Khudi</em>, become interpreter of God<br /><br />Human greed has torn the human race into pieces<br />Be the declaration of fraternity, become the language of Love <br /><br />This is Indian, that Khurisanian, this Afghanian, that Turtnian is <br />O you disgraced by nationalism, jump out and become boundless<br /><br />Your wings and plumage are polluted with race and color's dust<br />O aram's bird flutter your wings before you become ready for flight<br /><br />O imprudent one! Dive in <em>Khudi</em> , this is the secret of life <br />Relinquishing the narrow confines of time become eternal <br /><br />In the battle of life acquire the nature of steel<br />In the Love's bed-chamber become soft like silk<br /><br />Transcend mountains and deserts like a furious flood<br />If there be a garden in your path, become a melodious brook<br /><br /> The bounds of your Knowledge and Love are none<br /> Melody sweeter than you in the Divine orchestra is none!<br /><br />Humanity is still the helpless prey to imperialism<br />Outrageous that Man is the hunter of the human race!<br /><br />The glitter of modern civilization dazzles the eye<br />But this is the luster of unreal jewels only!<br /><br />The science which was the pride of the West's sages<br />Is the battle-sword in the blood-stained clutches of greed!<br /><br />The magic of prudence cannot make stable<br />The civilization which is based on capitalism<br /><br />Dynamism establishes life; bestows heaven as well as hell <br />This earthly creature in its nature is neither angelic nor infernal<br /><br />Partake the nightingale's clamor, open the flower bud<br />As your person is the spring breeze for this garden<br /><br />The spark of Love has again risen from the Asia's heart<br />The world is the parading ground of the satin-clad <em>Tatars</em><br /><br /> Come, a purchaser has appeared for this frail soul<br />After a long time a caravan has arrived at our place<br /><br />Come, O cup-bearer, the sad bird's music is coming from the bower<br />Spring has come, the beloved has come, as the beloved has come tranquillity has come!<br /><br />The spring cloud has established its camp up hill and down dale<br />The sound of waterfalls from the mountain tops has come!<br /><br />I have surrendered my life to you, O cup-bearer, you should also sing the future's songs<br />Because in rows after rows groups of singing birds have come!<br /><br />Withdraw from the ascetics and fearlessly draw the wine cup<br />After long nightingale's song from this old branch has come!<br /><br />Narrate to Lovers the traditions of <em>Badr</em> and <em>Hunain's</em> Master<br />His hidden meanings clear to my eyes have become!<br /><br />The other branch of Khalil is greening up with our blood<br />In Love's market-place our currency full value has become<br /><br />I am sprinkling tulip petals at the martyr's grave<br />As his blood favorable to our nation's sapling has become!<br /><br />Come, so that we may sprinkle flowers and pour wine in cup<br />Rend asunder the sky's roof and establish a new foundation</p><p> </p>
<p>The fading glitter of stars is the signal of a bright dawn<br />The sun has risen from the horizon, the time of deep stupor is gone!<br /><br />Life-blood has started flowing through the dead arteries of the East<br />This secret is incomprehensible to <em>Sina</em> and <em>Farabi</em> !<br /><br />The storm of the West has made the Muslim into a real Muslim <br />Only the upheavals of the sea bring the pearl's beauty to its perfection<br /><br />The Muslim is to be endowed again from the God's Court with<br />Turkoman's dignity, Indian's intellect, Arab's eloquence<br /><br />If some slumber is lurking still in the flower buds <br />Strike the beat harder if the taste for music is lacking<br /><br />Jump restlessly in the garden, in the nest, in bowers <br />It is impossible to deprive mercury of its restlessness<br /><br />Why should the eye used to chaste things see coat of arms<br />When it is able to see the valor of the <em>Ghazi's</em> soul!<br /><br /> O God, light the candle of Longing in the tulip's heart<br /> Make every speck of garden's dust a martyr searching for the Truth<br /><br />The effect of spring showers exists in the Muslim's tears <br />Pearls are to be produced again in the ocean of Ibrahim<br /><br />The Book of the Muslim nation is being organized again <br />This Hashimite Branch is going to blossom again!<br /><br />The beloved of Shiraz has won the hearts of Tabriz and Kabul<br />The zephyr produces its fellow traveler from rose fragrance!<br /><br />The avalanche of calamity over <em>Uthmanis</em> is not to be bereaved <br />As the dawn is produced after destruction of myriads of stars!<br /><br />Insight into the world is more difficult than the worlds sovereignty <br />Insight is produced only when the heart melts into blood!<br /><br />For thousands of years narcissus bemoans its lack of luster <br />The discerning person is produced in the garden with difficulty<br /><br />Sing O Nightingale so that with your modulations <br />The falcon's heart in the pigeon's frail body be produced <br /><br /> Concealed within your heart is the secret of life <br /> Relate to the Muslim the traditions of pathos of life<br /><br />You are the potent hand and the word of the Eternal God <br />O imprudent one! Develop Faith as you have been overcome with doubts<br /><br />The Muslim's destination is beyond the azure colored sky<br />You are the caravan the dust of whose trail are stars!<br /><br />The house is ephemeral, the dweller is momentary, yours are the Beginning and the End<br />You are the Final Message of God and you are eternal!<br /><br />Your life-blood adorns with myrtle the bride called tulip <br />Your origin is from Ibrahim, you are the world's architect!<br /><br />Your nature is the custodian of all life's possibilities <br />So to say you are the touch-stone for world's hidden jewels!<br /><br />From the material world to the Eternal world<br />You are the gift which the Holy Prophet took!<br /><br />The history of the Muslim nation reveals the secret<br />That you are the protector of the nations of Asia<br /><br /> Learn again the lesson of Truth, Justice, and Bravery<br /> You are to be entrusted with the world's leadership!<br /><br />This alone is the creation's objective, this alone is Islam's secret<br />That there should be universal brotherhood, abundant love!<br /><br />Breaking the idols of race and color merge into the <em>millat</em><br />There should be neither Turanian, nor Iranian, nor Afghanian!<br /><br />How long the companionship of garden's birds inside the garden's confines?<br />Your wings are capable of the flight of Quhistan's falcon!<br /><br />In the world of existence full of doubts, the Muslim's Faith<br />Is like a beacon of light in the dark night of the wilderness<br /><br />What could demolish the grandeur of <em>Qaiaer</em> and <em>Kisra</em>?<br />Nothing but Haider's prowess, Bu Dhars<span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span> <em>faqr</em>, Salman's truth<br /><br />With what dignity did the free men of the <em>millat </em> march out?<br />The centuries-old prisoners are only watching the spectacle through door's crevices!<br /><br />Stability of life in this world is bestowed by firm Faith<br />The Turanian has proved even longer lasting than the German<br /><br /> When Faith is created in this earthly ember<br /> It itself creates wings and plumage of Jibril!<br /><br />Neither swords nor plans are of any avail in slavery <br />Chains are cast away when taste for Faith is created<br /><br />Can anyone assess the strength of his arms?<br />Destinies are changed by the Believer's mere glance!<br /><br />Sainthood, sovereignty, the universality of material knowledge<br />What are all these except unraveling of the secrets of Faith!<br /><br />It is however difficult to develop IbrAhimis vision<br />Greed creates subconscious images stealthily in the vision!<br /><br />The ruled and ruler's discrimination is the bane of humanity<br />Beware, O oppressors the punishments of God for this are severe!<br /><br />The essence of everything is the same, be it of dust or light<br />Sun's blood would drip by cutting the core of dust's speck<br /><br />Firm Faith, constant struggle, Love, conquest of the universe<br />These are the swords for the brave men in the battle of life<br /><br /> What is expected from the brave? High disposition, sincere creed<br /> Warm heart, immaculate vision and restless soul!<br /><br />Those who had attacked like eagle emerged as wingless<br />The evening stars after diving into dusk's blood emerged shining!<br /><br />Those accustomed to swimming under the sea were buried under the sea<br />Those who bored ocean waves dashes emerged as pearls!<br /><br />Those who were proud of <em>alchemy</em> are like the way side dust<br />Those who humbly prostrated before God emerged as elixir makers!<br /><br />Our slow-moving messenger has brought the message of life<br />Those who got electric messages emerged as uninformed!<br /><br />The aram has been disgraced by the priests short-sight<br />With what excellent insight the Tatar youth have come out!<br /><br />Angels, the denizens of celestial world, were saying to the earth<br />These earthly men emerged more lively, more virulent, more splendid!<br /><br />The men of Faith live in the world like the sun<br />Set here, come out there, set there, come out here!<br /><br /> The individual's Faith is the means of national renaissance <br /> This is the force which shapes the nation's destiny!<br /><br />You are the secret of <em>Kun Fikan</em>, be manifest to yourself<br />Become the knower of the secret of <em>Khudi</em>, become interpreter of God<br /><br />Human greed has torn the human race into pieces<br />Be the declaration of fraternity, become the language of Love <br /><br />This is Indian, that Khurisanian, this Afghanian, that Turtnian is <br />O you disgraced by nationalism, jump out and become boundless<br /><br />Your wings and plumage are polluted with race and color's dust<br />O aram's bird flutter your wings before you become ready for flight<br /><br />O imprudent one! Dive in <em>Khudi</em> , this is the secret of life <br />Relinquishing the narrow confines of time become eternal <br /><br />In the battle of life acquire the nature of steel<br />In the Love's bed-chamber become soft like silk<br /><br />Transcend mountains and deserts like a furious flood<br />If there be a garden in your path, become a melodious brook<br /><br /> The bounds of your Knowledge and Love are none<br /> Melody sweeter than you in the Divine orchestra is none!<br /><br />Humanity is still the helpless prey to imperialism<br />Outrageous that Man is the hunter of the human race!<br /><br />The glitter of modern civilization dazzles the eye<br />But this is the luster of unreal jewels only!<br /><br />The science which was the pride of the West's sages<br />Is the battle-sword in the blood-stained clutches of greed!<br /><br />The magic of prudence cannot make stable<br />The civilization which is based on capitalism<br /><br />Dynamism establishes life; bestows heaven as well as hell <br />This earthly creature in its nature is neither angelic nor infernal<br /><br />Partake the nightingale's clamor, open the flower bud<br />As your person is the spring breeze for this garden<br /><br />The spark of Love has again risen from the Asia's heart<br />The world is the parading ground of the satin-clad <em>Tatars</em><br /><br /> Come, a purchaser has appeared for this frail soul<br />After a long time a caravan has arrived at our place<br /><br />Come, O cup-bearer, the sad bird's music is coming from the bower<br />Spring has come, the beloved has come, as the beloved has come tranquillity has come!<br /><br />The spring cloud has established its camp up hill and down dale<br />The sound of waterfalls from the mountain tops has come!<br /><br />I have surrendered my life to you, O cup-bearer, you should also sing the future's songs<br />Because in rows after rows groups of singing birds have come!<br /><br />Withdraw from the ascetics and fearlessly draw the wine cup<br />After long nightingale's song from this old branch has come!<br /><br />Narrate to Lovers the traditions of <em>Badr</em> and <em>Hunain's</em> Master<br />His hidden meanings clear to my eyes have become!<br /><br />The other branch of Khalil is greening up with our blood<br />In Love's market-place our currency full value has become<br /><br />I am sprinkling tulip petals at the martyr's grave<br />As his blood favorable to our nation's sapling has become!<br /><br />Come, so that we may sprinkle flowers and pour wine in cup<br />Rend asunder the sky's roof and establish a new foundation</p>2021-02-19T16:43:18+00:002021-02-19T16:43:18+00:00https://www.iqbal.com.pk/poetical-works/english-translations/933-call-of-the-marching-bell-part-3/1545-the-travelers-guideNoman Bokharinoman.bokhari@iqbalsociety.org<p> </p>
<p align="center"><strong><em>SHAIR</em> ( THE POET )</strong></p>
<p>One night at the river-bank I was absorbed in contemplation<br />With a world of restlessness concealed in the heart's recesses<br /><br />The night was tranquil, air calm, river gently flowing was<br />My eye was amazed whether the river or a picture of water it was!<br /><br />As the suckling baby falls asleep in the cradle<br />The restless wave had fallen asleep somewhere else!<br /><br />With the spell of night the birds were confined in nests<br />The twinkling stars were caught in the moon's spell!<br /><br />Suddenly I saw that the globe-trotting Khizar<br />Whose old age contained youth's color like dawn<br /><br />Was saying to me O seeker of the eternal secrets<br />If the inner eye be open world's destiny would be unveiled'!<br /><br /> On hearing this an uproaring tumult rose in my heart<br /> Being devoted to seeking the Truth I started talking thus<br /><br />O you whose world-encompassing eye sees those storms<br />Whose tumults are still sleeping quietly in the river<br /><br />The indigent's boat the chaste soul, the orphans wall<br />Even the knowledge of Musa before you is in amazement<br /><br />Leaving habitations you remain wandering in wilderness<br />No day and night, no yesterday and tomorrow is in your life<br /><br />What is the secret of life? What is imperialism ?<br />And what is this struggle between labor and capital ?<br /><br />The ancient patched garment of Asia is being torn<br />The youth of parvenu nations are adorned with ornaments!<br /><br />Though Alexander remained deprived of eternitys water<br />The nature of Alexander is busy still in merry-making!<br /><br />The Holy Prophet's progeny is selling his <em>din'</em>s honor<br />And the struggling Turk is smeared in dust and blood!<br /><br />There is fire, there is Ibrahim's progeny, there is Namrud! <br />Does someone desire someone's test again</p>
<p align="center"><em>JAWAB-I-KHIZAR<br /></em>( THE RESPONSE OF KHIAAR )</p>
<p><em><strong><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Sahra Navardi</span></strong></em><strong><span style="text-decoration: underline;"> ( Wandering in Deserts )<br /></span></strong><br />Why are you amazed at my wandering in the deserts ?<br />This incessant toil is demonstration of life<br /><br />O the one confined to home, you have not seen that sight<br />When the call for battle march resounds in the desert air!<br /><br />That care-free stroll of the deer on the mound of sand<br />That home without chattel, that journey without distance and destination!<br /><br />That appearance of the fast-moving star at the dawn<br />Or the forehead of <em>Jibreel</em> manifest from the sky!<br /><br />That setting of the sun in the silence of the desert air<br />By which increased the insight of Khalal's universe-envisaging eye!<br /><br />And that halting of the caravan at the stream bank<br />As the believers gathering round the Salsabil !<br /><br />The ardent Love is in search of an ever new wild land<br />And in city your effort is in farming and horticulture<br /><br /> The cup of life becomes more mature by revolving<br /> O negligent one, this alone is the secret of life's permanence!</p>
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<p><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong><em>Zindagi </em>( Life )</strong></span></p>
<p dir="ltr">Much above the fear of profit and loss is life!<br />Now the soul now the surrender of soul is life!<br /><br />Do not measure it on the scale of today and tomorrow<br />Eternal, incessantly struggling, ever young is life!<br /><br />Create your own world if you claim to be among the living<br />The secret of Adam and the object of <em>Kun fikun</em> is life<br /><br />Ask the mountain digger for the reality of life<br />The canal of milk, the axe, the heavy rock is life<br /><br />In slavery it is choked to a mere trickling brook<br />And in freedom like the boundless ocean is life<br /><br />It is manifested by its power of subduing<br />Though concealed in a body of dust is life<br /><br />You have emerged from the existence ocean like a bubble<br />In this losing battle your examination is life<br /><br /> While you are immature only a heap of dust you are<br /> On attaining maturity a merciless sword you are!<br /><br />The heart which is restless for death in defense of Truth<br />Should first life in his own body must create<br /><br />Should burn down this borrowed universe<br />And from the ashes his own universe should create<br /><br />Should demonstrate the potential power of life<br />So that this spark may the eternal light create<br /><br />Should shine like the sun over the lands of the East<br />So that Badakhshan the same invaluable rubies may again create<br /><br />Should send heaven-ward the emissary of nightly wailing<br />And in the night's stars its confidantes should create<br /><br />This is the hour of Judgment you in the Judgement's field are<br />O negligent one, present actions if some in your treasure are!</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong><em>Saltanat </em>( Imperialism )<br /></strong></span><br />Come, I shall tell you the secret of the verse <em>Inn al-muluk</em><br />Imperialism is an enchantment of the victorious nations<br /><br />If the ruled from his stupor slightly wakes up<br />The ruler's spell lulls him back to sleep again<br /><br />From the effect of the spell of Mahmud the eye of Ayaz<br />Sees the accouterments of loveliness round his neck<br /><br />At last the blood of <em>Israil</em> boils up with anger<br />The spell of Samiri is smashed up by some Musa<br /><br />Sovereignty befits only that Peerless Essence<sup><a href="http://allamaiqbal.com/works/poetry/urdu/bang/translation/part07/69.htm#24">2</a></sup><br />Only He is the sovereign, the rest are Azar's idols<br /><br />Do not disgrace your independent disposition with slavery<br />So that you do not mold yourself into the master who would be a worse infidel than the <em>Brahman</em><br /><br />The Western democratic system is the same old orchestra<br />In whose frets is nothing different from the Qaisar's tune<br /><br />The monster of despotism is treading in democracy's robe<br />You consider it as the beautiful ferry of independence!<br /><br />The legislative assembly, the reforms, the rights and concessions<br />In Western medicine the tastes are sweet, the effect is soporific!<br /><br />May God protect us from the fervor of speeches of members of assemblies<br />This also is the capitalists sham quarreling to deceive the poor!<br /><br />You have taken this apparent beauty's mirage as a garden!<br />Ah ! O ignorant one! You have taken the cage to be the nest!</p>
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<p dir="ltr"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong><em>Sarmayah-O-Mehnat </em>( Capital and Labor )<br /></strong></span><br />Go and deliver my message to the laboring person<br />Not only Khizar's message, this is the universal message!</p>
<p dir="ltr">O whom the fraudulent capitalist has destroyed<br />Your destiny has remained a fugitive for centuries<br /><br />The wealth-creating hand had been paid wages<br />As the rich pay charity to the poor!<br /><br />The magician of Alamut<span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span>gave you the <em>hashish</em> leaves<br />And you, O negligent one, took it as a tuft of candy!<br /><br />Race, nation, church, empire, civilization, color<br />This assortment of intoxicants is made by "imperialism"<br /><br />The ignorant one gave up his life for mythical gods<br />You destroyed your life's capital under intoxicants love<br /><br />The capitalist has won with deceitful stratagems<br />Due to extreme naivete the laborer is checkmated<br /><br /> Rise, as the world's assembly has adopted different ways<br /> In the East and the West is the beginning of your age<sup><br /></sup><br /><br />Those with elegant courage do not accept even the ocean<br />O negligent one, how long would you hold dew in your skirt like the flower bud?<br /><br />Music of masses renaissance is a means of pleasure<br />The soporific tale of Alexander and Jam how long ?<br /><br />A new sun has arisen from the bowels of the earth<br />O Sky ! Mourning of stars which have set how long?<br /><br />Human nature has broken down all the chains<br />Man's eye would weep for the lost Paradise how long?<br /><br />The spring says this to the helping gardener<br />You would apply ointment to the rose wounded heart how long?<br /><br /> O simple fire-fly, be free of revolving round the candle<br /> And be living in the illuminated place of your own nature!</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong><em>Dunya-i-Islam </em>( The World of Islam )</strong></span></p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong><br /></strong></span>Why are you relating to me the story of Turks and Arabs<br />Nothing of the grief and joys of Muslims is hidden from me<sup><br /><br /></sup>The sons of the Cross have taken away the heritage of Khalil<br />The soil of Hijaz has become the brick of the church's foundation!<br /><br />The red cap has become disgraced in the world<br />Those who were formerly proud are in need of others!<br /><br />From the wine sellers of Europe Iran is purchasing<br />That strong wine by whose heat the decanter is melted<br /><br />The politics of the West has reduced the nation such<br />As gold is rendered to pieces by scissors<br /><br />The blood of the Muslim has become cheap like water<br />You are restless as your heart is unaware of their fate<br /><br /> Rumi said that every old building that is to be rebuilt<br /> Do you not know that the building is first demolished ?<br /><br />The homeland has been lost, the nation has been jolted<br />O negligent one, look deep as God has granted you insight!<br /><br />Defeat is better than helplessly begging for <em>momiyai</em><br />O helpless ant ! Do not take your requests to a Sulaiman<br /><br />The salvation of the East is in organization of the Muslim nations<br />The people of Asia are still unaware of this mystery<br /><br />Relinquishing politics enter the fort of <em>din</em> again<br />Country and wealth is only a reward for <em>H</em><em>aram's</em> defense<br /><br />The Muslims should unite into one body for <em>H</em><em>aram's</em> defense<br />From the banks of the Nile to the City of Kashghar!<br /><br />Whoever would discriminate for color and race would perish<br />Whether he be the tent-dwelling Turk or the high ranking Arab!<br /><br />If race would become more important than <em>din</em> to the Muslim<br />He would be blown away from the world like the dust of the road!<br /><br />To establish the <em>Khilafah'</em>s foundations in the world again<br />The need is to bring from somewhere the ancestors mettle<br /><br />O You who do not distinguish between the tangible and the intangible, beware<br />O the captive of Abu Bakr and Ali, beware</p>
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<p dir="ltr"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong><em>Shaair </em>( The Poet )</strong></span></p>
<p dir="ltr">Complaint was incumbent on Love and it has been lodged<br />With a cool heart now watch the effect of the complaint!<br /><br />You have witnessed the zenith of the majesty of the river's flow<br />Now watch how the restless wave becomes a chain in which it gets entangled<br /><br />The dream of universal freedom which was seen by Islam<br />O Muslim, you should watch the interpretation of that dream today!<br /><br />Its own ashes are a means of existence to salamander<br />You should watch the resurrection of this world after death!<br /><br />With open eyes in the mirror or my discourses<br />You should watch a faint image of the coming age <br /><br />The sky has one more tested trick preserved in its store<br />Watch the disgrace of planning in face of destiny's strength<br /><br /> You are a Muslim keep your breast happy with Longing<br /> Every moment keep your eye on <em>La yukhlif-ul-Miad</em></p>
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<p align="center"><strong><em>SHAIR</em> ( THE POET )</strong></p>
<p>One night at the river-bank I was absorbed in contemplation<br />With a world of restlessness concealed in the heart's recesses<br /><br />The night was tranquil, air calm, river gently flowing was<br />My eye was amazed whether the river or a picture of water it was!<br /><br />As the suckling baby falls asleep in the cradle<br />The restless wave had fallen asleep somewhere else!<br /><br />With the spell of night the birds were confined in nests<br />The twinkling stars were caught in the moon's spell!<br /><br />Suddenly I saw that the globe-trotting Khizar<br />Whose old age contained youth's color like dawn<br /><br />Was saying to me O seeker of the eternal secrets<br />If the inner eye be open world's destiny would be unveiled'!<br /><br /> On hearing this an uproaring tumult rose in my heart<br /> Being devoted to seeking the Truth I started talking thus<br /><br />O you whose world-encompassing eye sees those storms<br />Whose tumults are still sleeping quietly in the river<br /><br />The indigent's boat the chaste soul, the orphans wall<br />Even the knowledge of Musa before you is in amazement<br /><br />Leaving habitations you remain wandering in wilderness<br />No day and night, no yesterday and tomorrow is in your life<br /><br />What is the secret of life? What is imperialism ?<br />And what is this struggle between labor and capital ?<br /><br />The ancient patched garment of Asia is being torn<br />The youth of parvenu nations are adorned with ornaments!<br /><br />Though Alexander remained deprived of eternitys water<br />The nature of Alexander is busy still in merry-making!<br /><br />The Holy Prophet's progeny is selling his <em>din'</em>s honor<br />And the struggling Turk is smeared in dust and blood!<br /><br />There is fire, there is Ibrahim's progeny, there is Namrud! <br />Does someone desire someone's test again</p>
<p align="center"><em>JAWAB-I-KHIZAR<br /></em>( THE RESPONSE OF KHIAAR )</p>
<p><em><strong><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Sahra Navardi</span></strong></em><strong><span style="text-decoration: underline;"> ( Wandering in Deserts )<br /></span></strong><br />Why are you amazed at my wandering in the deserts ?<br />This incessant toil is demonstration of life<br /><br />O the one confined to home, you have not seen that sight<br />When the call for battle march resounds in the desert air!<br /><br />That care-free stroll of the deer on the mound of sand<br />That home without chattel, that journey without distance and destination!<br /><br />That appearance of the fast-moving star at the dawn<br />Or the forehead of <em>Jibreel</em> manifest from the sky!<br /><br />That setting of the sun in the silence of the desert air<br />By which increased the insight of Khalal's universe-envisaging eye!<br /><br />And that halting of the caravan at the stream bank<br />As the believers gathering round the Salsabil !<br /><br />The ardent Love is in search of an ever new wild land<br />And in city your effort is in farming and horticulture<br /><br /> The cup of life becomes more mature by revolving<br /> O negligent one, this alone is the secret of life's permanence!</p>
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<p><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong><em>Zindagi </em>( Life )</strong></span></p>
<p dir="ltr">Much above the fear of profit and loss is life!<br />Now the soul now the surrender of soul is life!<br /><br />Do not measure it on the scale of today and tomorrow<br />Eternal, incessantly struggling, ever young is life!<br /><br />Create your own world if you claim to be among the living<br />The secret of Adam and the object of <em>Kun fikun</em> is life<br /><br />Ask the mountain digger for the reality of life<br />The canal of milk, the axe, the heavy rock is life<br /><br />In slavery it is choked to a mere trickling brook<br />And in freedom like the boundless ocean is life<br /><br />It is manifested by its power of subduing<br />Though concealed in a body of dust is life<br /><br />You have emerged from the existence ocean like a bubble<br />In this losing battle your examination is life<br /><br /> While you are immature only a heap of dust you are<br /> On attaining maturity a merciless sword you are!<br /><br />The heart which is restless for death in defense of Truth<br />Should first life in his own body must create<br /><br />Should burn down this borrowed universe<br />And from the ashes his own universe should create<br /><br />Should demonstrate the potential power of life<br />So that this spark may the eternal light create<br /><br />Should shine like the sun over the lands of the East<br />So that Badakhshan the same invaluable rubies may again create<br /><br />Should send heaven-ward the emissary of nightly wailing<br />And in the night's stars its confidantes should create<br /><br />This is the hour of Judgment you in the Judgement's field are<br />O negligent one, present actions if some in your treasure are!</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong><em>Saltanat </em>( Imperialism )<br /></strong></span><br />Come, I shall tell you the secret of the verse <em>Inn al-muluk</em><br />Imperialism is an enchantment of the victorious nations<br /><br />If the ruled from his stupor slightly wakes up<br />The ruler's spell lulls him back to sleep again<br /><br />From the effect of the spell of Mahmud the eye of Ayaz<br />Sees the accouterments of loveliness round his neck<br /><br />At last the blood of <em>Israil</em> boils up with anger<br />The spell of Samiri is smashed up by some Musa<br /><br />Sovereignty befits only that Peerless Essence<sup><a href="http://allamaiqbal.com/works/poetry/urdu/bang/translation/part07/69.htm#24">2</a></sup><br />Only He is the sovereign, the rest are Azar's idols<br /><br />Do not disgrace your independent disposition with slavery<br />So that you do not mold yourself into the master who would be a worse infidel than the <em>Brahman</em><br /><br />The Western democratic system is the same old orchestra<br />In whose frets is nothing different from the Qaisar's tune<br /><br />The monster of despotism is treading in democracy's robe<br />You consider it as the beautiful ferry of independence!<br /><br />The legislative assembly, the reforms, the rights and concessions<br />In Western medicine the tastes are sweet, the effect is soporific!<br /><br />May God protect us from the fervor of speeches of members of assemblies<br />This also is the capitalists sham quarreling to deceive the poor!<br /><br />You have taken this apparent beauty's mirage as a garden!<br />Ah ! O ignorant one! You have taken the cage to be the nest!</p>
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<p dir="ltr"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong><em>Sarmayah-O-Mehnat </em>( Capital and Labor )<br /></strong></span><br />Go and deliver my message to the laboring person<br />Not only Khizar's message, this is the universal message!</p>
<p dir="ltr">O whom the fraudulent capitalist has destroyed<br />Your destiny has remained a fugitive for centuries<br /><br />The wealth-creating hand had been paid wages<br />As the rich pay charity to the poor!<br /><br />The magician of Alamut<span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span>gave you the <em>hashish</em> leaves<br />And you, O negligent one, took it as a tuft of candy!<br /><br />Race, nation, church, empire, civilization, color<br />This assortment of intoxicants is made by "imperialism"<br /><br />The ignorant one gave up his life for mythical gods<br />You destroyed your life's capital under intoxicants love<br /><br />The capitalist has won with deceitful stratagems<br />Due to extreme naivete the laborer is checkmated<br /><br /> Rise, as the world's assembly has adopted different ways<br /> In the East and the West is the beginning of your age<sup><br /></sup><br /><br />Those with elegant courage do not accept even the ocean<br />O negligent one, how long would you hold dew in your skirt like the flower bud?<br /><br />Music of masses renaissance is a means of pleasure<br />The soporific tale of Alexander and Jam how long ?<br /><br />A new sun has arisen from the bowels of the earth<br />O Sky ! Mourning of stars which have set how long?<br /><br />Human nature has broken down all the chains<br />Man's eye would weep for the lost Paradise how long?<br /><br />The spring says this to the helping gardener<br />You would apply ointment to the rose wounded heart how long?<br /><br /> O simple fire-fly, be free of revolving round the candle<br /> And be living in the illuminated place of your own nature!</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong><em>Dunya-i-Islam </em>( The World of Islam )</strong></span></p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong><br /></strong></span>Why are you relating to me the story of Turks and Arabs<br />Nothing of the grief and joys of Muslims is hidden from me<sup><br /><br /></sup>The sons of the Cross have taken away the heritage of Khalil<br />The soil of Hijaz has become the brick of the church's foundation!<br /><br />The red cap has become disgraced in the world<br />Those who were formerly proud are in need of others!<br /><br />From the wine sellers of Europe Iran is purchasing<br />That strong wine by whose heat the decanter is melted<br /><br />The politics of the West has reduced the nation such<br />As gold is rendered to pieces by scissors<br /><br />The blood of the Muslim has become cheap like water<br />You are restless as your heart is unaware of their fate<br /><br /> Rumi said that every old building that is to be rebuilt<br /> Do you not know that the building is first demolished ?<br /><br />The homeland has been lost, the nation has been jolted<br />O negligent one, look deep as God has granted you insight!<br /><br />Defeat is better than helplessly begging for <em>momiyai</em><br />O helpless ant ! Do not take your requests to a Sulaiman<br /><br />The salvation of the East is in organization of the Muslim nations<br />The people of Asia are still unaware of this mystery<br /><br />Relinquishing politics enter the fort of <em>din</em> again<br />Country and wealth is only a reward for <em>H</em><em>aram's</em> defense<br /><br />The Muslims should unite into one body for <em>H</em><em>aram's</em> defense<br />From the banks of the Nile to the City of Kashghar!<br /><br />Whoever would discriminate for color and race would perish<br />Whether he be the tent-dwelling Turk or the high ranking Arab!<br /><br />If race would become more important than <em>din</em> to the Muslim<br />He would be blown away from the world like the dust of the road!<br /><br />To establish the <em>Khilafah'</em>s foundations in the world again<br />The need is to bring from somewhere the ancestors mettle<br /><br />O You who do not distinguish between the tangible and the intangible, beware<br />O the captive of Abu Bakr and Ali, beware</p>
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<p dir="ltr">Complaint was incumbent on Love and it has been lodged<br />With a cool heart now watch the effect of the complaint!<br /><br />You have witnessed the zenith of the majesty of the river's flow<br />Now watch how the restless wave becomes a chain in which it gets entangled<br /><br />The dream of universal freedom which was seen by Islam<br />O Muslim, you should watch the interpretation of that dream today!<br /><br />Its own ashes are a means of existence to salamander<br />You should watch the resurrection of this world after death!<br /><br />With open eyes in the mirror or my discourses<br />You should watch a faint image of the coming age <br /><br />The sky has one more tested trick preserved in its store<br />Watch the disgrace of planning in face of destiny's strength<br /><br /> You are a Muslim keep your breast happy with Longing<br /> Every moment keep your eye on <em>La yukhlif-ul-Miad</em></p>
<br />2021-02-19T16:43:18+00:002021-02-19T16:43:18+00:00https://www.iqbal.com.pk/poetical-works/english-translations/933-call-of-the-marching-bell-part-3/1544-humayun-mister-justice-shah-din-marhumNoman Bokharinoman.bokhari@iqbalsociety.org<p><strong><br /></strong></p>
<p><strong>(Mister Justice Shah Din Marhum)</strong></p>
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<p>O Humayun ! your life was full of warmth<br />Your spark was an assembly-enlightening lamp<br /><br />Though your earthly body was slim and weak<br />Your elegant disposition was bright like a star<br /><br />How fearless a heart in this frail body was<br />A universal flame in this handful of dust was!<br /><br />But the intelligent heart was not at all afraid of death<br />In night's silence there is nothing except morrow's affairs!<br /><br /> The imprudent ones consider death is the end of life<br /> This apparent evening of life is the morning of perpetual life!</p><p><strong><br /></strong></p>
<p><strong>(Mister Justice Shah Din Marhum)</strong></p>
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<p>O Humayun ! your life was full of warmth<br />Your spark was an assembly-enlightening lamp<br /><br />Though your earthly body was slim and weak<br />Your elegant disposition was bright like a star<br /><br />How fearless a heart in this frail body was<br />A universal flame in this handful of dust was!<br /><br />But the intelligent heart was not at all afraid of death<br />In night's silence there is nothing except morrow's affairs!<br /><br /> The imprudent ones consider death is the end of life<br /> This apparent evening of life is the morning of perpetual life!</p>2021-02-19T16:43:18+00:002021-02-19T16:43:18+00:00https://www.iqbal.com.pk/poetical-works/english-translations/933-call-of-the-marching-bell-part-3/1543-beggar-for-khilafahNoman Bokharinoman.bokhari@iqbalsociety.org<p> </p>
<p>If the territory is being lost let it be lost<br />You should not be disloyal to God's commands<br /><br />Do you not have knowledge of history?<br />You have started begging for the <em>Khilafah</em>!<br /><br />If we do not purchase with our own blood<br />Such sovereignty is a disgrace to the Muslim!<br /><br />I do not feel as much ashamed of being broken down<br /> As in asking others for <em>momiyai's </em>for my treatment</p><p> </p>
<p>If the territory is being lost let it be lost<br />You should not be disloyal to God's commands<br /><br />Do you not have knowledge of history?<br />You have started begging for the <em>Khilafah</em>!<br /><br />If we do not purchase with our own blood<br />Such sovereignty is a disgrace to the Muslim!<br /><br />I do not feel as much ashamed of being broken down<br /> As in asking others for <em>momiyai's </em>for my treatment</p>2021-02-19T16:43:18+00:002021-02-19T16:43:18+00:00https://www.iqbal.com.pk/poetical-works/english-translations/933-call-of-the-marching-bell-part-3/1542-imprisonmentNoman Bokharinoman.bokhari@iqbalsociety.org<p> </p>
<p>Imprisonment enhances confidence if the nature is elegant<br />The spring drop becomes blessed inside the shell's prison<br /><br />The excellent musk is nothing but a drop of blood<br />Which becomes musk when it is enclosed in the deer's navel<br /><br />However, not everyone gets trained by nature<br />Only an odd bird is prosperous in imprisonment<br /><br />Strength of crow's and kite's wing is not in cage and prey<br />This grace is reserved for the falcon and the eagle</p><p> </p>
<p>Imprisonment enhances confidence if the nature is elegant<br />The spring drop becomes blessed inside the shell's prison<br /><br />The excellent musk is nothing but a drop of blood<br />Which becomes musk when it is enclosed in the deer's navel<br /><br />However, not everyone gets trained by nature<br />Only an odd bird is prosperous in imprisonment<br /><br />Strength of crow's and kite's wing is not in cage and prey<br />This grace is reserved for the falcon and the eagle</p>2021-02-19T16:43:18+00:002021-02-19T16:43:18+00:00https://www.iqbal.com.pk/poetical-works/english-translations/933-call-of-the-marching-bell-part-3/1541-i-and-you27Noman Bokharinoman.bokhari@iqbalsociety.org<p><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Neither I have Kalim's knowledge nor you have Khalal's manners<br />I am destroyed by Samiri's magic, you are the victim of Azar's method!<br /><br />I am the scalded, unsung song, you are the faded color, the departed fragrance<br />I am the tale of grief's longing, you are the narration of love's mourning!<br /><br />My grief is pleasure, my poison is honey, my existence is companion of annihilation<br />Your heart is <em>Haram captivated by the Ajam, your <em>din </em>has been purchased by infidelity!</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Loss of life is its essence, concern for life is its poison<br />Do not be sad for loss, do not take grief's poison as this is the way of <em>qalandari!<br /><br /></em>Do not care for poverty and affluence, if your dust has a spark<br />Because in the world Haider's strength depends on bread of Shaair<br /><br />O <em>Haram's lamp tell me some such method of circumambulation<br />Which would again grant to your moth the same salamander's nature!<br /><br />The complaint of friendly cruelty which the <em>Haram</em> has against its people<br />If I relate in some temple even the idol would call out <em>Hari Hari</em><br /><br />Neither the world's battle-fields nor the arm-twisting enemies are new<br />The nature of <em>Asad-ul-Lahi </em>as well as <em>Maraabi </em> and <em>Antari</em> are the same<br /><br /> Mercy ! O Arab and Ajam's Lord , as waiting for benevolence are</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Translit Normal';"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Whom thou has given the pride of Alexander.</span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Neither I have Kalim's knowledge nor you have Khalal's manners<br />I am destroyed by Samiri's magic, you are the victim of Azar's method!<br /><br />I am the scalded, unsung song, you are the faded color, the departed fragrance<br />I am the tale of grief's longing, you are the narration of love's mourning!<br /><br />My grief is pleasure, my poison is honey, my existence is companion of annihilation<br />Your heart is <em>Haram captivated by the Ajam, your <em>din </em>has been purchased by infidelity!</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Loss of life is its essence, concern for life is its poison<br />Do not be sad for loss, do not take grief's poison as this is the way of <em>qalandari!<br /><br /></em>Do not care for poverty and affluence, if your dust has a spark<br />Because in the world Haider's strength depends on bread of Shaair<br /><br />O <em>Haram's lamp tell me some such method of circumambulation<br />Which would again grant to your moth the same salamander's nature!<br /><br />The complaint of friendly cruelty which the <em>Haram</em> has against its people<br />If I relate in some temple even the idol would call out <em>Hari Hari</em><br /><br />Neither the world's battle-fields nor the arm-twisting enemies are new<br />The nature of <em>Asad-ul-Lahi </em>as well as <em>Maraabi </em> and <em>Antari</em> are the same<br /><br /> Mercy ! O Arab and Ajam's Lord , as waiting for benevolence are</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Translit Normal';"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Whom thou has given the pride of Alexander.</span></em></span></p>2021-02-19T16:43:18+00:002021-02-19T16:43:18+00:00https://www.iqbal.com.pk/poetical-works/english-translations/933-call-of-the-marching-bell-part-3/1540-shakespeare-william-shakespeareNoman Bokharinoman.bokhari@iqbalsociety.org<p> </p>
<p>To the dawn's twilight the river's graceful flow is a mirror<br />To the evening's song the evening's silence is a mirror<br /><br />To the spring's beautiful cheek flower petal is a mirror<br />To the lover of wine the cup's cavity is mirror<br /><br />Beauty is God's mirror and heart is Beauty's mirror<br />To the human heart the beauty of your marks is a mirror<br /><br />By your heaven-embracing thought is the perfection of existence<br />Was your bright nature the aim of existence?<br /><br />When the eye searching for your sight sought you<br />It saw the sun veiled in the brightness of the sun<br /><br />Your existence surely remained veiled from the world's eye<br />And your eye saw the world completely unveiled<br /><br />Nature has such a strong desire for guarding secrets<br />That another confidante like you it will never create!</p><p> </p>
<p>To the dawn's twilight the river's graceful flow is a mirror<br />To the evening's song the evening's silence is a mirror<br /><br />To the spring's beautiful cheek flower petal is a mirror<br />To the lover of wine the cup's cavity is mirror<br /><br />Beauty is God's mirror and heart is Beauty's mirror<br />To the human heart the beauty of your marks is a mirror<br /><br />By your heaven-embracing thought is the perfection of existence<br />Was your bright nature the aim of existence?<br /><br />When the eye searching for your sight sought you<br />It saw the sun veiled in the brightness of the sun<br /><br />Your existence surely remained veiled from the world's eye<br />And your eye saw the world completely unveiled<br /><br />Nature has such a strong desire for guarding secrets<br />That another confidante like you it will never create!</p>2021-02-19T16:43:18+00:002021-02-19T16:43:18+00:00https://www.iqbal.com.pk/poetical-works/english-translations/933-call-of-the-marching-bell-part-3/1539-the-flowerNoman Bokharinoman.bokhari@iqbalsociety.org<p> </p>
<p>O flower! Why do you care for the nightingale's wounded heart<br />First you should darn the slits of your own shirt!<br /><br />If you long for respect in the rose garden of existence<br />You should get accustomed to living entangled in thorns!<br /><br />The juniper in the garden is free as well as chained to the soil<br />You should acquire freedom within these constraints!<br /><br />With contentment give message of embarrassment to miserliness<br />Do not remain obliged to dew, you should empty the cup and the bottle!<br /><br />It does not befit self respect that being picked from the garden<br />You should be put in some turban or pinned to some collar!<br /><br />The dew disappeared from garden saying to the flower bud<br />If you love gardener's oppression, you should create beauty<br /><br />If you want to remain unacquainted with autumn<br />First you should abandon the desire for the beauty's world<br /><br /> Look, in this alone is concealed your life's perfection!<br /> If you should be the decoration of some beauty's robe!</p><p> </p>
<p>O flower! Why do you care for the nightingale's wounded heart<br />First you should darn the slits of your own shirt!<br /><br />If you long for respect in the rose garden of existence<br />You should get accustomed to living entangled in thorns!<br /><br />The juniper in the garden is free as well as chained to the soil<br />You should acquire freedom within these constraints!<br /><br />With contentment give message of embarrassment to miserliness<br />Do not remain obliged to dew, you should empty the cup and the bottle!<br /><br />It does not befit self respect that being picked from the garden<br />You should be put in some turban or pinned to some collar!<br /><br />The dew disappeared from garden saying to the flower bud<br />If you love gardener's oppression, you should create beauty<br /><br />If you want to remain unacquainted with autumn<br />First you should abandon the desire for the beauty's world<br /><br /> Look, in this alone is concealed your life's perfection!<br /> If you should be the decoration of some beauty's robe!</p>2021-02-19T16:43:18+00:002021-02-19T16:43:18+00:00https://www.iqbal.com.pk/poetical-works/english-translations/933-call-of-the-marching-bell-part-3/1538-the-night-of-the-celestial-ascension-of-the-holy-prophet-sawNoman Bokharinoman.bokhari@iqbalsociety.org<p> </p>
<p>This call of the evening star is coming from the sky<br />This is the night before which the dawn prostrates<br /><br />For courage the <em>Arsh-i-Barin</em> is only a pace away<br />The Miaraj's night is saying this to the Muslim</p><p> </p>
<p>This call of the evening star is coming from the sky<br />This is the night before which the dawn prostrates<br /><br />For courage the <em>Arsh-i-Barin</em> is only a pace away<br />The Miaraj's night is saying this to the Muslim</p>2021-02-19T16:43:18+00:002021-02-19T16:43:18+00:00https://www.iqbal.com.pk/poetical-works/english-translations/933-call-of-the-marching-bell-part-3/1537-remain-attached-to-the-tree-keep-springs-expectationNoman Bokharinoman.bokhari@iqbalsociety.org<p> </p>
<p>The branch of the tree which got separated in autumn<br />Is not possible to green up with the cloud of spring<br /><br />The autumn season for this branch is ever-lasting<br />It has no connection with flourishing in the spring<br /><br />Autumn season prevails in your rose garden also<br />The pocket of the rose is devoid of good cash<br /><br />The birds which were singing in the seclusion of leaves<br />Have departed from your shady tree's leaves<br /><br />You should learn a lesson from the separated branch<br />As you are unacquainted with the customs of the world<br /><br /> Keep very strong communication with the nation<br /> Remain attached to the tree and have spring's expectation!</p><p> </p>
<p>The branch of the tree which got separated in autumn<br />Is not possible to green up with the cloud of spring<br /><br />The autumn season for this branch is ever-lasting<br />It has no connection with flourishing in the spring<br /><br />Autumn season prevails in your rose garden also<br />The pocket of the rose is devoid of good cash<br /><br />The birds which were singing in the seclusion of leaves<br />Have departed from your shady tree's leaves<br /><br />You should learn a lesson from the separated branch<br />As you are unacquainted with the customs of the world<br /><br /> Keep very strong communication with the nation<br /> Remain attached to the tree and have spring's expectation!</p>