--- 'id': '001_022' 'audioUrl': 'http://www.iqbal.com.pk/mp3/Zia%20Muhauddin%20Reads%20Bang%20e%20Dara/022-%20Gul-e-Paszmurda.mp3' 'heading': - 'lang': 'ur' 'text': 'گل پژمردہ' - 'lang': 'en' 'text': 'THE WITHERED ROSE' 'description': - 'lang': 'en' 'text': 'This poem is not just a picture of autumn in the garden when the rose and other flowers wither away and present a picture of sadness and desolation. It is a metaphorical elegy of the sad state of affairs of the Muslim Ummah. The description of the life of the rose in the spring, in the first three verses, represents the period of the glory of the Ummah, and the period of autumn, in the last three verses, represents its present state. The last two verses indicate ‘Allamah Iqbal''s frustration which can be appreciated only by those similarly afflicted.' 'sher': - 'id': '001_022_001' 'meta': !!bool 'false' 'sherContent': - 'lang': 'ur' 'text': 'کس زباں سے اے گل پژمردہ تجھ کو گل کہوں | کس طرح تجھ کو تمنائے دل بلبل کہوں' - 'lang': 'en' 'text': 'O withered rose! How can I still call you a rose? | How can I call you the longing of nightingale''s heart?' - 'lang': 'ro' 'text': 'Kis Zuban Se Ae Gul-e-Pazmurda Tujh Ko Gul Kahun | Kis Tarah Yujh Ko Tamanye Dil-e-Bulbul Kahun' - 'id': '001_022_002' 'meta': !!bool 'false' 'sherContent': - 'lang': 'ur' 'text': 'تھي کبھي موج صبا گہوارہء جنباں ترا | نام تھا صحن گلستاں ميں گل خنداں ترا' - 'lang': 'en' 'text': 'Once the zephyr''s movement was your rocking cradle | In the garden''s expanse joyous rose was your name' - 'lang': 'ro' 'text': 'Thi Kabhi Mouj-e-Saba Gehwara-e-Junbaan Tera | Naam Tha Sehan-e-Gulistan Mein Gul-e-Khandan Tera' - 'id': '001_022_003' 'meta': !!bool 'false' 'sherContent': - 'lang': 'ur' 'text': 'تيرے احساں کا نسيم صبح کو اقرار تھا | باغ تيرے دم سے گويا طبلہء عطار تھا' - 'lang': 'en' 'text': 'The morning breeze acknowledged your benevolence | The garden was like perfumer''s tray by your presence' - 'lang': 'ro' 'text': 'Tere Ehsan Ka Naseem-e-Sbahko Iqrar Tha | Bagh Tere Dam Se Goya Table-e-Attar Tha' - 'id': '001_022_004' 'meta': !!bool 'false' 'sherContent': - 'lang': 'ur' 'text': 'تجھ پہ برساتا ہے شبنم ديدہء گرياں مرا | ہے نہاں تيري اداسي ميں دل ويراں مرا' - 'lang': 'en' 'text': 'My weeping eye sheds dew on you | My desolate heart is concealed in your sorrow' - 'lang': 'ro' 'text': 'Tujh Pe Barsata Hai Shabnam Didah-e-Giryan Mera | Hai Nihan Teri Udasi Mein Dil-e-Weeran Mera' - 'id': '001_022_005' 'meta': !!bool 'false' 'sherContent': - 'lang': 'ur' 'text': 'ميري بربادي کي ہے چھوٹي سي اک تصوير تو | خوا ب ميري زندگي تھي جس کي ہے تعبير تو' - 'lang': 'en' 'text': 'You are a tiny picture of my destruction | You are the interpretation of my life''s dream' - 'lang': 'ro' 'text': 'Meri Barbadi Ki Hai Choti Si Ek Tasveer Tu | Khawab Meri Zindagi Thi Jis Ki Hai Tabeer Tu' - 'id': '001_022_006' 'meta': !!bool 'false' 'sherContent': - 'lang': 'ur' 'text': 'ہمچو نے از نيستان خود حکايت مي کنم | بشنو اے گل! از جدائي ہا شکايت مي کنم' - 'lang': 'en' 'text': 'Like a flute to my reed-brake I narrate my story | Listen O rose! I complain about separations!' 'notes': - 'phrase': 'flute' 'meaning': 'The melodious tune of the flute, which is made of reed, is full of feelings, representing the flute''s pathos on its separation from the reed-brake, where its origin and homeland is. This verse is a slightly modified version of the opening verse of "Daftar-i-Awwal" (The First Book) of Ruma''s Mathnava-i-Ma‘nava (The Spiritual Mathnavi), which is as follows' 'occurrence': !!int '1' - 'lang': 'ro' 'text': 'Humcho Ne Az Neestan-e-Khud Hikayat Mee Kunam | Bashno Ae Gul! Az Judai Ha Shikayat Mee Kunam'