oqat poetry

You know the heart of the universe; Tell how a nation can be strong? Whose striving, from this world of mine, Its falsehoods did eface? Gave a tongue to the rose but withheld from it song. Muslims have now lost their vigour and force; Wherefore are they so timid and tame? Another world there yet exists that has no future or the past.

Name: Kazilar
Format: JPEG, PNG
License: For Personal Use Only
iPhone 5, 5S resolutions 640×1136
iPhone 6, 6S resolutions 750×1334
iPhone 7, 7 Plus, 8, 8 Plus resolutions 1080×1920
Android Mobiles HD resolutions 360×640, 540×960, 720×1280
Android Mobiles Full HD resolutions 1080×1920
Mobiles HD resolutions 480×800, 768×1280
Mobiles QHD, iPhone X resolutions 1440×2560
HD resolutions 1280×720, 1366×768, 1600×900, 1920×1080, 2560×1440, Original

It is death for the nations to be cut of from the Centre; When khudi maintains this connection, becomes powerful as God. Of urge, though Nature not deplete, Yet where it fails you must complete. He gallops like the wind, and is the pride of the royal stable!

2 Line Poetry

The day of the firefly for us is the night. Leave not one of the disbelievers’ had. You are, all else a trick those eyes have wrought! Iqbal was born inthat is, twenty years after the quelling of the Muslim’s revolt against the English in poetrh, when they inlicted a inal blow upon the Islamic rule in the Subcontinent.


And in that land did once again revive the worship of Yazdan? Din ko din likhty hein Raat nahiin Like 23 Comment 1. Log muje me apna aks dkh kr apni ooqat naap lete hen!! Either bereft of life I drop, or the Wheel of Fate must stop. A Philosopher Iqbal was also a philosopher and political thinker in form the point of view of his poetry only an accident. You know not the way. His message may even rise higher than the level of the society, even a nation, and may expand the afect many socities poetrh nations.

Ilm-e-Faqeeri The story of man is a witness to the truth: The mosque, the ;oetry and tavern too since long are silent like a tomb.

Like 12 Comment 0. Your resident is now residing in the West Ah! If for the East war is unhallowed, Is not war unhallowed for Western arms? Khudi Mein Doob Ja Ghail! The tip of the pen is so slender.

Does someone among the beautiful has that beauty? How burnt in your flash of sight! The Muslims were subjected to economic pressures as well as to cultural and social discrimination.


He it was, who bade the inal adieu To the outworn order. For oft the Voice Unseen inspires such airs as jarring are and wrong. And how to be blessed with passion and pain? You will be asked to do the work of taking on responsibility for the world. The secret of faith I do not know; How to believe in the Day of Judgement? Like Comment 3. Fragrance in flower, ecstasy in wine is created by this alone! What else can be this life but zeal for endless strife?

Urdu Poetry Ki Duniya: Tujhy Aub Dil Main Nahi Teri Auqat MAin Rakhta Hun..!!!

The Muslims were killed without reason and arrested for no fault of theirs. The veil of Cognition is a mere mist to the wise eye!

Discerning eyes bleed in pain, For faith is ruined by knowledge in this age.

Related Posts