Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
The Sun
O Sun! The world's essence and motivator you areThe organizer of the book of the world you areThe splendor of existence has been created by youThe..
© Allama Muhammad Iqbal
The Tomb-Stone Of Saiyyid
O you whose life is confined in the material worldO you whose soul is imprisoned in the cageLook at the freedom of this garden's warblersLook at the..
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The Crescent
The sun's boat is broken and drowned in the NileBut a piece is floating about on the water of the NileThe twilight's pure blood drips into the sky's..
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The Interrogatio
The bright sun is hidden, the night shows its faceThe night's hair is spread on shoulders of the earthThis black dress is preparation for some one's..
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The Painful Wail
Consumed with grief I am, I get relief in no wayO circumambient waters of the Ganges drown meOur land foments excessive mutual enmityWhat unity! Our..
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The One I Was Searching For On The Earth And In Heaven
The one I was searching for on the earth and in heavenAppeared residing in the recesses of my own heartWhen the reality of the self became evident to..
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The Cloud On The Mountain
Elevation bestows the sky's nearness to my abodeI am the mountain's cloud, my skirt sprinkles rosesNow the wilderness, now the rose garden is my..
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The Morning Sun
Far from the ignoble strife of Man's tavern you areThe wine-cup adorning the sky's assemblage you areThe jewel which should be the pearl of the..
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The Himalayas
O Himalah! O rampart of the realm of India!Bowing down, the sky kisses your foreheadYour condition does not show any signs of old ageYou are young in..
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The Intellect And The Heart
One day Intellect said to the heart'A guide to the misguided ones I amBeing on the earth I reach up to the skyLook, how deep in comprehension I..
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The Candle
O Candle! I am also an afflicted person in the world assemblyConstant complaint is my lot in the manner of the rueLove gave the warmth of internal..
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The Bird's Complaint
I am constantly reminded of the bygone timesThose garden's springs, those chorus of chimesGone are the freedoms of our own nestsWhere we could come..
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Sympathy
Perched on the branch of a treeWas a nightingale sad and lonely'The night has drawn near', He was thinking'I passed the day in flying around and..
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The Withered Rose
O withered rose! How can I still call you a rose?How can I call you the longing of nightingale's heart?Once the zephyr's movement was your rocking..
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The Candle And The Moth
O Candle! Why does the moth love you?Why is this restless soul devoted to you?Your charm keeps it restless like mercuryDid you teach it the etiquette..
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The Colorful Rose
You are not troubled with solving enigmasO, beautiful Rose! nor do you have sublime feelings in your heartThough you ornament the assembly, still you..
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Mu'Tamid's Lament In Prison
In my breast,A wail of grief,Without any spark or flash,Alone survives,Passionless, ineffectual.A free man is in prison today,Without a spear or a..
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Spain
Spain! You are the trustee of the Muslimblood:In my eyes you are sanctified like the Harem.Prints of prostration lie hidden in your dust,Silent calls..
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Mirza Ghalib
Through you the secret was revealed to the human intellectThat innumerable enigmas are solved by human intellectYou were the complete soul, literary..
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First Date Tree Saeeded By Abdul Rahman The Firs
You are the apple of my eye,My heart's delight:I am remote from my valley,To me you are the Burning Bush of Sinai!You are a houri of the Arabian..
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Jawab-E-Shik
Whatever comes out of the heart is effectiveIt has no wings but has the power of flightIt has holy origins, it aims at eleganceIt rises from dust..
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The Mosque Of Cordoba
The succession of day and nightIs the architect of events.The succession of day and nightIs the fountain-head of life and death.The succession of day..
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Age Of Infancy
The earth and sky were unknown worlds to meOnly the expanse of mother's bosom was a world to meEvery movement was a symbol of life's pleasure to meMy..
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A Cow And A Goat
There was a verdant pasture somewhereWhose land was the very picture of beautyHow can the beauty of that elegance be describedBrooks of sparkling..
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A Prayer
My invocations are sincere and true,They form my ablutions and prayers due.One glance of guide such joy and warmth cangrant,On marge of stream can..
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