<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342302" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Bird's Complaint</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am constantly reminded of the bygone times<br>Those garden's springs, those chorus of chimes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gone are the freedoms of our own nests<br>Where we could come and go at our own pleasure</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My heart aches the moment I think<br>Of the buds' smile at the dew's tears</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That beautiful figure, that Kamini's form<br>Which source of happiness in my nest did form</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I do not hear those lovely sounds in my cage now<br>May it happen that my freedom be in my own hands now! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">How unfortunate I am, tantalized for my abode I am<br>My companions are in the home‐land, in the prison I am</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spring has arrived, the flower buds are laughing<br>On my misfortune in this dark house I am wailing</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> God, To whom should I relate my tale of woe? <br>I fear lest I die in this cage with this woe (grief) ! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Since separation from the garden the condition of my heart is such<br>My heart is waxing the grief, my grief is waxing the heart</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>O Listeners, considering this music do not be happy<br>This call is the wailing of my wounded heart</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O the one who confined me make me free<br>A silent prisoner I am, earn my blessings free</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Allama+Muhammad+Iqbal">Allama Muhammad Iqbal</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342302" data-title="The Bird's Complaint de Allama Muhammad Iqbal" data-description="I am constantly reminded of the bygone times Those garden's springs, those chorus of chimes Gone are the freedoms of our own nests Where we could come and go at our own pleasure My heart aches the moment I think Of the buds' smile at the dew's t..."></div> </div> </div>

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