Sir Muhammad Iqbal, known as Allama Iqbal, was a philosopher, poet, and politician, widely regarded as the 'Poet of the East'. His poetry inspired the Pakistan Movement. He wrote the famous 'Saare Jahan Se Achha' and is revered across the Indian subcontinent.
❝My longing rises to my lips as a prayer, O God, may my life be like a candle's flame, may the world's darkness be dispelled by my breath, may my glow bring light to every place.❞
❝Better than the whole world is our Hindustan, we are its nightingales, this is our garden, if we are in foreign lands, our heart stays in the homeland, know us to be there too, wherever our heart is.❞
❝Beyond the stars there are yet more worlds, there are yet more trials of love to face, these skies are not empty of life, here there are hundreds more caravans still to come.❞
❝China and Arabia are ours, Hindustan is ours, we are Muslims, the whole world is our homeland, the trust of oneness of God lives in our hearts, it is not easy to erase our name and trace.❞
❝Why should I be the loser, forgetting my own gain, not think of tomorrow, lost in yesterday's grief, listen to the nightingale's laments all ears, fellow singer, am I some flower, that I should stay silent.❞
❝I remember the time that has now passed, the garden's springs, the chirping of us all, where now is that freedom of our own nests, to come as we pleased, to go as we pleased.❞
❝China and Arabia are ours, Hindustan is ours — we are Muslims, the whole world is our homeland. The trust of monotheism is in our hearts — it is not easy to erase our name and mark.❞
❝My desire comes to my lips as a prayer, O God, let my life be like a candle's glow. Let the darkness of the world be banished by my breath, wherever I shine let there be light to show.❞
❝Better than the whole world is our Hindustan, We are its nightingales, this is our garden. Religion does not teach us to bear hatred — We are Hindi, our homeland is Hindustan.❞
❝Raise yourself so high that before every decree of fate, God Himself asks you: tell me, what is your wish, what do you create? The eagle's mark is that it never bends or bows its head, Wherever it may be, it always flies high instead.❞
❝My longing comes to my lips as prayer — O God, let my life be like a candle's flame. Let the world's darkness be removed by my breath — let every place be lit by my shining.❞
❝Even in stones flowers manage to bloom, when the fire of courage is kept alight. Do not let your spirit break in hardship, the destination belongs to those who fight.❞
❝Is this life, or is it a storm? We are dying at the hands of this very living. Hundreds of destinations, but where are the paths? We keep searching, but the road does not unfold.❞
❝My longing rises to my lips as a prayer — May my life be like a candle's flame, O God. May my work be to support the poor — To love the suffering, the weak, and the broken.❞
❝Iqbal is not hopeless about his own efforts, for even in a particle the sun's light is hidden inside. Every effort is one step toward the destination, keep walking — that is the reason success is achieved.❞
❝Beyond the stars there are more worlds — there are still more trials of love ahead. You are an eagle — soaring is your work — before you there are more skies.❞
❝Better than the whole world is our Hindustan, We are its nightingales, this is our flower garden's plan. If we are in a foreign land, our heart stays at home, Know that we are where our heart chooses to roam.❞
❝How beautiful is this spectacle of nature — flowers have bloomed in the garden, buds too are smiling. Fragrance is rising from every side — as if nature has laid out a grand feast.❞
❝Beyond the stars there are worlds yet more, More tests of love are yet in store. You are an eagle — soar to the heights above — Where you have come from, there are others too.❞
❝Rise and awaken the poor of my world, Shake the walls and doors of the mansions of the wealthy world. The field from which the farmer earns no bread — Burn every wheat stalk in that field instead.❞
❝Raise yourself to such heights of being, That before decreeing your fate so freeing. God himself asks you what you will, Tell me, what is your desire and will.❞
❝A bird makes its nest on every branch it knows, But in the human heart a million dwelling flows. Somewhere desire, somewhere pain, somewhere separation's claim — Who truly understands this world of heart, to them all fame.❞
❝Better than all the world is our Hindustan, We are its nightingales, this is our garden grand. Even in exile our hearts remain in our native land, Know us to be where our hearts take their stand.❞
❝The intellect has nothing beyond mere information, Your cure lies in vision alone, above every creation. The slave of self-interest has always earned humiliation, True purpose is nothing but fearless aspiration.❞
❝My desire rises to my lips as a prayer, O Lord, May my life be like a candle's flame, I implore. May the darkness of the world be dispelled by my light, May everywhere shine bright where I ignite.❞