Shikwa, Allama Iqbal, Urdu Poetry

Jawab e Shikwa, Allama Iqbal
Audio courtesy by: Iqbal Academy Pakistan

The Complaint

Why should I choose the loser’s role? Forbear to seek what gain I may?
Nor think of what the morrow holds, but brood o’er woes of yesterday?
Why should my ears enraptured hear the plaintive notes of Philomel?
Fellow-bard! a rose am I to lose me in sweet music’s swell?
For I too have the gift of song which gives me courage to complain,
But ah! ‘tis none but God Himself whom I, in sorrow, must arraign!
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May this sad bulbuls lonely song to grief each listening soul awake;
The clangour of these rousing bells make drowsy hearts their sleep forsake!
Let Faithful hearts re-plight their troth, and forge afresh their bond Divine;
Let in the long-parched breast of each the old thirst wake for sweet old wine!
The blood of sweet Arabian vine O’erflows this wine-jar Ajamy,
Although the singer sings in Ind, of Hijaz is his melody.

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