Pathos Of Love – Allama Muhammad Iqbal

O Pathos of Love! You are a glossy pearl 

Beware, you should not appear among strangers 
The theatre of your display is concealed under the veil 

The modern audience’ eye accepts only the visible display 
New breeze has arrived in the Existence’ garden 

O Pathos of Love! Now there is no pleasure in display 
Beware! You should not be striving for ostentation! 

You should not be obligated to the nightingale’s lament!
The tulip’s wine‐cup should be devoid of wine 

The dew’s tear should be a mere dropp of water 
Your secret should be hidden in the bosom somewhere

Your heart‐melting tear should not be your betrayer 
The flowery‐styled poet’s tongue should not be talking 

Separation’s complaint should not be concealed in flute’s music 
This age is a critic, go and somewhere conceal yourself

In the heart in which you are residing conceal yourself 
The learning’s surprise is neglecting you, beware! 

Your immature eye is not the seeker of Truth, beware 
Let the elegant thought remain in search of Truth 

Let your wisdom‐loving eye remain in astonishment 
This is not the garden whose spring you may be 

This is not the audience worthy of your appearance 
This audience is the lover of the material sights 

The purpose of your sight is the closet of secrecy 
Every heart is intoxicated with the wine of thinking 

Something different is the Tur of the Kalims of this age

 Jawab-E-Shik – Allama Muhammad Iqbal

Whatever comes out of the heart is effective 

It has no wings but has the power of flight 
It has holy origins, it aims at elegance 

It rises from dust, but has access to the celestial world 
My love was seditious, rebellious and clever 

My fearless wailing rent through the sky 
On hearing it the sun said, ‘Somewhere there is somebody! ‘ 

The planets said, ‘At the ‘Arsh-i-Bar