The Heart and Soul of Iqbal

Many more worlds exist beyond the stars, Many more are the trials in love to overcome

(Never you think) these skies are devoid of life, For there do tread hundreds of caravans

Never be satisfied with the material world of color and fragrance, For there are many other gardens and abodes to dwell in

Loss of the “Nasheman” (the abode one builds with passion) should not sadden you, For there are many other destinations in live to seek and lament for

You are the precious Falcon, flight is you vocation: Before you is the inviting expanse of the skies

Be not confined into this worldly cycle of day and night, Beyond are the measures of time and place for you

Gone are the days when I was a lonely stranger in the coterie- Many here are now my faithful confidants and followers