Each day I read Iqbal
Each day I love Iqbal more
With each poem I bestow my love on him
Each word of Iqbal is like a revelation to me
Where would I be without his guidance
Lost in Nimrods fire as he write about Nietzsches philosophy
Iqbal was and will always be a genius
Always misunderstood by so many
Iqbal speaks on individual level
Iqbal care not about nations and religions
Iqbal was a rebel too
Lies world say about Iqbal
Read Iqbal more and know more
It’s treasures one’s unable to sell
Iqbal’s jewel are priceless
Don’t make Iqbal your property Pakistan
He is not your national poet
Iqbal was born free and still is free
His words I read to non Muslims
They love him like a mystic
They love him like Any other American poet
They love him like love is
