اپنے شعر سے
English title: TO MY POEM
ہے گلہ مجھ کو تري لذت پيدائي کاتو ہوا فاش تو ہيں اب مرے اسرار بھي فاش
I must complain of your self‐flaunting airs— | My secrets, when you go unveiled, lie bare.
شعلے سے ٹوٹ کے مثل شرر آوارہ نہ رہ!کر کسي سينہ پر سوز ميں خلوت کي تلاش
Instead of floating like a truant spark, | Seek out the fastness of some glowing heart!
Sources and translator credits
- Original text transcription: Zarb-e-Kalim — اپنے شعر سے — 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: Zarb-e-Kalim — 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
- Poems from Iqbal — First edition, 1955Translation by V. G. Kiernan; Published English translations attributed to V. G. Kiernan; the 231 previously imported exact passages remain, with one additional independently reviewed final standalone line at PDF page 100. Each new locator names its exact passage scope.Source