HAQUEEQUAT-E-HUSN | REALITY OF BEAUTY
Khuda se Husn ne ek roz ye sawaal kiya | Jaha'n me'n tu ne mujhe kyu'n na lazawal kiya
Mila jawab ke tasweer khana hai duniya | Shab-e-daraz-e-adam ka fasana hai duniya
Huwee hai rang-e-taghayyur se jab namood uski | hasee'n wahi hai haqeeqat zawal hai jiski
Kahee'n qareeb tha ye guftugu qamar ne suni | Falak pe aam huwee akhtar-e-saher ne suni
Sehar ne taaro'n se sunkar sunayee shabnam ko | Falak ki baat bataadi zamee'n ke mehram ko
Bhar aaye phool ke aa'nsoo payaam-e-shabnam | Kali ka nannha sa dil khoon hogaya gham se
Chaman se rota huwa mausam-e-bahar gaya | Shabaab sair ko aaya tha sogwaar gaya
Beauty implored! Entreated God one day
Why on Earth was I ordained to decay
A picture-house this world is God replied
A fiction it is of the long eternal night
It originates from the change of changing colours
Beautiful is that that changes and decays
Somewhere nearby was the Moon that this overheard
It spread in the skies and reached the Morning Star
From stars to the morning and the morning dew! Thus the word
Came to the earth and the flower petals that wept those pearly drops
The young bud turned red with grief in the heart
The season of spring trudged along its long way out crying
Youth had come on a pleasure trip. Alas! That left in grief!
Why on Earth was I ordained to decay
A picture-house this world is God replied
A fiction it is of the long eternal night
It originates from the change of changing colours
Beautiful is that that changes and decays
Somewhere nearby was the Moon that this overheard
It spread in the skies and reached the Morning Star
From stars to the morning and the morning dew! Thus the word
Came to the earth and the flower petals that wept those pearly drops
The young bud turned red with grief in the heart
The season of spring trudged along its long way out crying
Youth had come on a pleasure trip. Alas! That left in grief!
(This is an ordinary translation in English of an extraordinary poem in Urdu by Dr Allama Iqbal)
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