Allama Muhammad Iqbal

I am but as the spark that gleams for a moment, His burning candle consumed me - the moth; His wine overwhelmed my goblet, The master of Rum transmuted my earth to gold And set my ashes aflame.
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I, therefore, demand the formation of a consolidated Muslim State in the best interest of India and Islam.
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But only a brief moment is granted to the brave one breath or two, whose wage is The long nights of the grave.
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