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Allama Iqbal – Oh Mor

När den store Allama Iqbals mor hade dött, 1914, så skrev han denna dikt åt henne.

Who would wait for me anxiously in my native place?
Who would display restlessness if my letter fails to arrive
I will visit thy grave with this complaint:
Who will now think of me in midnight prayers?
All thy life thy love served me with devotion—
When I became fit to serve thee, thou hast departed

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