آشنا ہر خار را از قصۂ ما ساختی
صد جہان میروید از کشت خیال ما چو گلیک جہان و آنہم از خون تمنا ساختی
English translation
A hundred worlds spring up like flowers from our imagination’s soil. There is but one real world; and that too you have made of the blood of murdered wishes.
Translated by M. Hadi Husain
About this couplet
This is couplet 3 of 5 in “آشنا ہر خار را از قصۂ ما ساختی” (Aashna har khaar ra az qissa-e-ma saakhti) in the section The Wine Remaining, from Allama Muhammad Iqbal's Persian book Payam-e-Mashriq (پیامِ مشرق), published in 1923.
Read it in the poem۳ / ۵