Duniya ki mehfilon se uktaa gaya hoon ya Rabb
Kya lutf anjuman ka, jab dil hi bujh gaya ho?
O Lord ! I have become weary of human assemblages!
When the heart is sad no pleasure in assemblages can be
Shorish say bhaagta hoon, dil dhoondta hai mera
Aisa sakoot jis par taqdeer bhi fidaa ho
I seek escape from tumult, my heart desires
The silence which speech may ardently love!
Marta hoon khaamushi par, yeh aarzoo hai meri
Daaman mein koh ke ik, chotaa saa jhonprra ho
I vehemently desire silence, I strongly long that
A small hut in the mountain's side may there be
Azaad fikr se hoon, uzlat mein din guzaaroon
Dunya ke gham ka dil se kaanta nikal gya ho
Freed from worry I may live in retirement
Freed from the cares of the world I may be
Lazzat sarod ki ho chirriyon ke chehchehon mein
Chashme ki shorishon mein baaja saa baj raha ho
Birds chirping may give the pleasure of the lyre
In the spring's noise may the orchestra's melody be
Gul ki kali chitak kar paighaam day kissi ka
Saaghar zara saa goya, mujhko jahaan-numa ho
The flower bud bursting may give God's message to me
Showing the whole world 1 to me this small wine-cup may be
Ho haath ka sarhana, sabze ka ho bichhona!
Sharmaaye jis se jalwat, khalwat mein woh ada ho
My arm may be my pillow, and the green grass my bed be
Putting the congregation to shame my solitude's quality be
Maanoos is qadr ho soorat se meri bulbul
Nannhay se dil mein us kay khatka na kuchh mira ho
The nightingale be so familiar with my face that
Her little heart harboring no fear from me may be
Saf baandhay donoN jaanib bootay haray haray hon
Naddi ka saaf paani tasveer lay raha ho
Avenues of green trees standing on both sides be
The spring's clear water providing a beautiful picture be
Ho dilfareb aisa kohsaar ka nazaara
Paani bhi mawj ban kar uth uth kay dekhta ho
The view of the mountain range may be so beautiful
To see it the waves of water again and again rising be
Maghosh mein zameen ki soya huwa ho sabza
Phir phir kay jharriyon mein paani chamak raha ho
The verdure may be asleep in the lap of the earth
Water running through the bushes may glistening be
Paani ko choo rehi ho jhuk jhuk ke gul ki tehni
Jaisay haseen koi aa'ina dekhta ho
Again and again the flowered boughs touching the water be
As if some beauty looking at itself in mirror be
Mehndi lagaaye sooraj jab shaam ki dulhan ko
Surkhi liye sunehri har phool ki qabaa ho
When the sun apply myrtle to the evening's bride
The tunic of every flower may pinkish golden be
Raaton ko jalne waalay reh jaain thak kay jis dum
Umeed unki mera toota huwa diya ho
When night's travellers falter behind with fatigue
Their only hope my broken earthenware lamp may be
Bijlee chamak kay unko katiya miri dikhaa de
Jab aasmaan pe har soo baadal ghira huwa ho
May the lightning lead them to my hut
When clouds hovering over the whole sky be.
Pichle pehr ki koy'al, woh subah ki muazzin
Main uska hum-navaa hoon, woh meri hum-nava ho
The early dawn's cuckoo, that morning's mu’adhdhin2
May my confidante he be, and may his confidante I be
Kaanon pe ho na mere dair o haram ka ihsaan!
Rozan hi jhonprree ka, mujhko sehr-numa ho
May I not be obligated to the temple or to the mosque
May the hut’s hole alone herald of morning’s arrival be
Phoolon ko aaye jis dam shabnam wuzu karne
Rona mera wuzu ho, naala meri dua ho!
When the dew may come to perform the flowers’ ablution
May wailing my supplication, weeping my ablution be
Is kham'shi mein jaain itne buland naalay
Taaron kay qaafilay ko meri sadaa dara ho
In this silence may my heart’s wailing rise so high
That for stars’ caravan the clarion’s call my wailing be
Har dardmand dil ko rona mera rulaa day
Bayhosh jo paRay hain shaayad inhein jagaa day!
May every compassionate heart weeping with me be
Perhaps it may awaken those who may unconscious be
-Translation courtesy: http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/30277-Muhammed-Iqbal-A-longing
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