پیا م
English title: THE MESSAGE
Love made you acquainted with the taste of affliction; like assembly’s candle give affliction’s gift to the assembly.
The illuminating Love depends on God’s Benevolence; to whomever He may give without restriction of temple or Haram.
Like the candle the mantle of light he does not get; whom God does not give effective wail in the world.
He is in the star, the moon, the dawn’s theatre of display; you need not apply discrimination’s collyrium to the Sightful eye.
Love is exalted above the customs and usages of prayers; if Beauty has ecstasy of elegance you too give elegant reply.
O Tavern-keeper! Pleasure is the only effect of West’s wine; it does not have pleasure of affliction, give me the home-made wine.
Do you not know? The old congregation has changed; for God’s sake do not give them materialism’s wine.
Sources and translator credits
- Original text transcription: Bang-e-Dara — پیا م — Digital transcription file at commit 39d44fc0c2b8ca25769c4b36e6eac4d90cb42b35; the source dataset does not identify the underlying print edition.Verified against this pinned digital transcription file; not checked against a print edition.Source
- Iqbal Demystified source list: Bang-e-Dara — Pinned digital dataset commit 39d44fc0c2b8ca25769c4b36e6eac4d90cb42b35; the underlying print edition is not identified by the dataset.Community dataset list; not reconciled against a print edition.Source
- Bang-e-Dara English translation at allama-iqbal.com — The Message — Public digital poem page, retrieved 2026-10-05; pinned to allama-iqbal.com commit 82547635bb6b758c45082084b2f152fc453a8056.Translation by Dr M.A.K. Khalil; English Translation by: Dr M.A.K. KhalilSource