گل پژمردہ
تجھ پہ برساتا ہے شبنم دیدہء گریاں مراہے نہاں تیری اداسی میں دل ویراں مرا
English translation
These eyes are full, and drops like dew fall thick on you again; this desolate heart finds dimly its own image in your pain.
Translated by Dr M.A.K. Khalil
About this couplet
This is couplet 4 of 6 in “گل پژمردہ” (A Withered Rose) in the section Part 1 -- Before 1905, from Allama Muhammad Iqbal's Urdu book Bang-e-Dara (بانگِ درا), published in 1924.
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