(In the Name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful)

(In the Name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful)

Illama Iqbal poetry in Urdu

Makan Fani, Makeen Ani, Azal, Tera, Abad Tera
Khuda Ka Akhiri Pegham Hai Tu, Javidan Tu Hai

Space is transient; its inhabitants are transitory, but the beginning of time is yours; its end is yours.
You are the final message of God; you are eternal.

Hina Band-E-Uroos-E-Lala Hai Khoon-E-Jigar Tera
Teri Nisbat Baraheemi Hai, Mamaar-E-Jahan Tu Hai

The blood of your heart is the henna which decorates the tulip‐bride.
You belong to Abraham; you are the builder of the world.

Teri Fitrat Ameen Hai Mumkanat-E-Zindagani Ki
Jahan Ke Johar-E-Muzmar Ka Goya Imtihan Tu Hai

Your nature is the trustee of all the possibilities of life;
You are like the touchstone of the hidden essence of the world.

Jahan-E-Aab-O-Gil Se Alam-E-Javed Ki Khatir
Nabuwat Sath Jis Ko Le Gyi Woh Armgahan Tu Hai

The One who left this world of water and clay for eternal life—
The one whom the prophethood took with it—you are that gift.

Ye Nukta Sargazhat-E-Millat-E-Baiza Se Hai Paida
Ke Aqwam-E-Zameen-E-Asia Ka Pasban Tu Hai

This principle rises from the story of the Radiant Community—
You are the guardian of the nations of the land of Asia.

Sabaq Phir Parh Sadaqat Ka, Adalat Ka, Shujaat Ka
Liya Jaye Ga Tujh Se Kaam Dunya Ki Imamat Ka

Read again the lesson of truth, of justice and valour!
You will be asked to do the work of taking on responsibility for the world.

Yehi Maqsood-E-Fitrat Hai, Yehi Ramz-E-Muslamani
Akhuwat Ki Jahangeeri, Mohabat Ki Farawani

This is the destiny of nature; this is the secret of Islam—
World‐wide brotherhood, an abundance of love!

Butan-E-Rang-O-Khoon Ko Torh Kar Millat Mein Gum Ho Ja
Na Toorani Rahe Baqi, Na Irani Na Afghani

Break the idols of colour and blood and become lost in the community.
Let neither Turanians, Iranians nor Afghan remain.

Miyan-E-Shakhsaran Sohbat-E-Murgh-E-Chaman Kab Talak!
Tere Bazu Mein Hai Parwaz-E-Shaheen-E-Kehsatani

How long will you keep company in the branches with the birds of the garden;
In your arms is the flight of the royal hawk of Quhistan.

Guman Abad-E-Hasti Mein Yaqeen Mard-E-Musalman Ka
Byaban Ki Shab-E-Tareek Mein Qindeel-E-Rahbani

In the abode of doubts of existence is the certainty of the Muslim hero;
In the darkness of the desert night is the candle of the monks.

Mitaya Qaisar-E-Kasra Ke Istabdad Ko Jis Ne
Woh Kya Tha, Zor-E-Haider (R.A.), Faqr-E-Bu Zar (R.A.), Sidq-E-Salmani (R.A.)

What was it that erased the tyranny of Caesar and Cyrus?
The power of Hyder (R.A.), the asceticism of Bu Dharr (R.A.), the truth of Salman (R.A.)!

Huway Ahrar-E-Millat Jadah Pema Kis Tajamul Se
Tamashayi Shagaaf-E-Dar Se Hain Sadiyon Ke Zindani

How magnificently the heroes of the community have blazed the trail,
And those who have been prisoners for centuries peer at them through a crack in the door.

Sabat-E-Zindagi Aeeman-E-Muhkam Se Hai Dunya Mein
Kah Almani Se Bhi Paenda Tar Nikla Hai Toorani

The stability of life in the world comes from the strength of faith,
For the Turanians have emerged firmer than even the Germans.

Jab Iss Angara’ay Khaki Mein Hota Hai Yaqeen Paida
To Kar Leta Hai Ye Bal-O-Par-E-Rooh-ul-Ameen Paida

When certainty is born in these embers of ashes,
Then it gives birth to the wings of Gabriel.
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