بہ راغان لالہ رست از نو بہارانبہ صحرا خیمہ گستردند یاران
In pits grow poppies from vernal tide,Then the friends pitch tents on desert’s side.
مرا تنہا نشستن خوشتر آیدکنار آب جوی کوہساران
It looks me nice to sit all alone,When fountains flow in a mountain zone.
From Armaghan-e-Hijaz (Persian) (1938) by Allama Muhammad Iqbal · verified text, Iqbal Academy Pakistan