|The life of Man is no more than a breath!|
Breath is a wave of air, it is no more than a flow!
|The flower was depicting life as a smile, but|
The candle said that it is no more than a cry of grief!
|The secret of life is a secret till there is a confidante|
When it is open, it is nothing more than the confidante!
|Somebody should ask the pilgrims of Ka’bah, O Iqbal|
Is the gift of the Harem nothing more than Zamzam?
Translated by: M.A.K. Khalil