Allama Muhammad Iqbal

[Shair-e-Mushriq] (9 November 1877 - 21 April 1938 / Sialkot / British India)

Allama Muhammad Iqbal Poems

1. The Tomb-Stone Of Saiyyid 7/31/2012
2. The Cloud On The Mountain 7/31/2012
3. The Crescent 7/31/2012
4. The Interrogatio 7/31/2012
5. The Morning Sun 7/31/2012
6. The Sun 7/31/2012
7. The Colorful Rose 7/31/2012
8. The Himalayas 7/31/2012
9. The Painful Wail 7/31/2012
10. The Intellect And The Heart 7/31/2012
11. The Withered Rose 7/31/2012
12. The One I Was Searching For On The Earth And In Heaven 8/2/2012
13. The Candle 7/31/2012
14. The Candle And The Moth 7/31/2012
15. The Bird's Complaint 7/31/2012
16. Sympathy 7/31/2012
17. Said The Coal To A Diamond 7/31/2012
18. A Cow And A Goat 7/31/2012
19. The Age Of Infancy 7/31/2012
20. A Spider And A Fly 7/31/2012
21. The Mosque Of Cordoba 3/16/2012
22. Age Of Infancy 7/31/2012
23. First Date Tree Saeeded By Abdul Rahman The Firs 3/16/2012
24. Mu'Tamid's Lament In Prison 3/16/2012
25. Mirza Ghalib 7/31/2012
26. A Mother's Dream 7/31/2012
27. A Longing 7/31/2012
28. Jawab-E-Shik 7/31/2012
29. Bachaey Ki Duaa 7/31/2012
30. A Mountain And A Squirrel 7/31/2012
31. Spain 3/16/2012
32. Taraana-E-Milli 7/31/2012
33. A Prayer 3/16/2012
34. Shikwaa 7/31/2012
35. Pathos Of Love 7/31/2012
36. Ahead Of The Stars 1/1/2004
37. Madness Of Love Is No More 1/1/2004
38. I Desire 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Allama Muhammad Iqbal

I Desire

I want to have the extremes of your Love,
See, how silly am I, wishing for unachievable.

I don't care if you maltreat me or promise to unveil your beauty,
I just want something unbearable to test my fortitude

Let the God fearing people be dwelling in the paradise,
For, instead I want to be face to face with you.
(I don't want to go to paradise but want to observe the Divine Beauty)

O fellows, I am here for a few moments, as a gust,
Like morning star I will fade and vanish in a few moments.

I disclosed the secret in public,
I need to be punished ...

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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 can
grant,
On marge of stream can bloom the tulip plant.

One has no comrade on Love's journey long
Save fervent zeal, and passion great and

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