(Makhooz - Bachon Ke Liye)
A Mother’s Dream
(Adopted For Children From William Cowper)
Barha Aur Jis Se Mera Iztarab
As I slept one night I saw this dream
Which further increased my vexation
Andhera Hai Aur Rah Milti Nahin
I dreamt I was going somewhere on the way
Dark it was and impossible to find the way
Qadam Ka Tha Dehshat Se Uthna Mahal
Trembling all over with fear I was
Difficult to take even a step with fear was
To Dekha Qitar Aik Larkon Ki Thi
With some courage as I forward moved
I saw some boys as lined in nice array
Diye Sub Ke Hathon Mein Jalte Huay
Dressed in emerald‐like raiment they were
Carrying lighted lamps in their hands they were
Khuda Jane Jana Tha Un Ko Kahan
They were going quietly behind each other
No one knew where they were to go
Mujhe Uss Jamat Mein Aya Nazar
Involved in this thought was I
When in this troupe my son saw I
Diya Uss Ke Hathon Mein Jalta Na Tha
He was walking at the back, and was not walking fast
The lamp he had in his hand was not lighted
Mujhe Chor Ker Aa Gye Tum Kahan?
Recognizing him I said “O My dear!
Where have you come leaving me there?
Paroti Hun Her Rouz Ashkon Ke Haar
Restless due to separation I am
Weeping every day for ever I am
Gye Chor, Achi Wafa Tum Ne Ki!
You did not care even a little for me
What loyalty you showed, you left me”!
Diya Uss Ne Munh Phair Ker Yun Jawab
As the child saw the distress in me
He replied thus, turning around to me
Nahin Uss Mein Kuch Bhi Bhalai Meri
“The separation from me makes you cry
Not least little good does this to me”
Diya Phir Dikha Ker Ye Kehne Laga
He remained quiet for a while after talking
Showing me the lamp then he started talking
Tere Aanasuon Ne Bhujaya Issay!
“Do you understand what happened to this?
Your tears have extinguished this”!
Very nice poem
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DeleteIt was a life changing day,in the most painful way imaginable, for all of us as a family, when my baby brother died years ago. My mother had me and my younger sister and all she wanted was a baby boy. My sister and I were asked to pray to God to give us a baby brother everyday. And he finally arrived and for 2 days we were the happiest family alive and then all of a sudden, just like that he passed away.It was the first time that we saw out father cry uncontrollably- that's the thing that shocked me the most and that's one of the most enduring images in my mind, of one of the most painful days of my life. For my sister and me it was like we had lost our mother as well. For days on end she used to cry everyday. Then someone wrote this poem to her in a letter. She says it was the thing that started the process of healing and helped her manage her grief. I use the word manage not overcome- because when you can never overcome the pain of losing a child.Such is the power of poetry.
ReplyDeleteMany years later I am at a point in my life where I have suffered a great loss and I am experiencing the worst kind of pain imaginable. And I find myself turning to Iqbal's poetry for answers and for hope.
Its a testing ground sis..........the ones who r tested more are the closer one to the Creator.....stay steadfast and patient.......! windows of fresh breeze will open soon.
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Deletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uda3SNmiToc
DeleteAlways be patient.....
DeleteAllah tests everyone sis,....don't despair
Deleteits really very impressive
ReplyDeletebeautiful and most painful poem
ReplyDeleteLike it!
ReplyDeletevery nice,heart touching
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ReplyDeleteReally good
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ReplyDeleteit's very impressive poem
ReplyDeleteHeart Touching .........
ReplyDeletetouches our heart
ReplyDeleteExpressing feelings from both sides.
ReplyDeletePerfectly fits present scenario in society.
very nice
ReplyDeleteA very very touching poem of iqbal.
ReplyDeleteVery impressive
ReplyDeleteHeart touching......lovd it..... very useful to glue back a broken heart....
ReplyDeleteI simply adore this poem for its unparraled diction and profound thought.
ReplyDeletePeople who cage birds as pets should take a message from it.
Allama Iqbal shall remain all time great.
Profound thought and simple diction are the beauty of this poem. People who cage birds as pets should take the message. Kudos to all time great poet, Allama Iqbal.
ReplyDeleteGood Poem ! but So Lengthy !!!
ReplyDeletepls also listen from below link.
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uda3SNmiToc
SOOOOOOOOOOO TOUCHING........
ReplyDeleteheart touching, deep emotions, spiritual.........
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem . My 80 years old mother loves it. She remembers it and sings it occasionally.
ReplyDeleteMasha Allah
DeleteBeautiful.........Masha Allah ........my family loves it
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