Your charm keeps it restless like mercuryDid you teach it the etiquette of Love?It circumambulates the site of your manifestationIs it inspired with the fire of your lightning?Do the woes of death give it the peace of life?Does your flame possess the quality of eternal life?If you do not brighten this sorrowful worldThis burning heart’s…
You are insignificant, still so arrogant, how strange!You are neither wise, nor intelligent! not even shrewd!It is strange when the insignificant pose as important!When the stupid ones like you pose as intelligent!You are no match in comparison with my splendorEven the earth is low compared with my splendorThe grandeur of mine does not fall to…
O Sun! The world’s essence and motivator you areThe organizer of the book of the world you areThe splendor of existence has been created by youThe verdure of the garden of existence depends on youThe spectacle of elements is maintained by youThe exigency of life in all is maintained by youYour appearance confers stability on…
Though you ornament the assembly, still you flower apartIn life’s assembly I am not permitted such comfortsIn my garden I am the complete orchestra of longingWhile your life is devoid of love’s passionate warmthTo pluck you from the branch is not my customI am not blinded by mere appearancesO, colorful rose this hand is not…
My darkness lights the chafing-dishbefore I am incinerated. A miner’s boottramples my head, covering me with ashes.Do you know my life’s gist?A condensed sliver of smoke, transformedinto a single spark, in feature and naturestarlike, your every facet a splendor,light of the king’s eye, the dagger’s jewel.Friend, be wise, the diamond replied, assumea bezel’s dignity! Loam…
Look at the freedom of this garden’s warblersLook at the prosperity of those once desolateThis is the congregation with which I was concernedThis is the reward of patience and perseveranceMy tomb-stone is ardently desirous of speech, look!At this tomb-stone’s inscription with insight look!
Without any spark or flash,Alone survives,Passionless, ineffectual.A free man is in prison today,Without a spear or a sword;Regret overwhelms meAnd also my strategy.My heartIs drawn by instinct to chains.Perhaps my sword was of the same steel.Once I had a two-edged sword-It turned into the chains that shackle me now.How whimsical and indifferentIs the Author of…
My hut has never been honored by youBy making a chance visit inside by youThough depriving strangers of a visit does not matterEvading the near and dear ones does not look goodMy house will be honored by a visit by youA ladder is before you if you decide to step inHearing this the fly said…
This black dress is preparation for some one’s mourningPerhaps the Nature’s assemblage for the sun is mourningThe sky is casting a spell over the talking lipThe night’s magician is watching the awakened eyeThe wind current is submerged in the river of silenceHowever, the tolling bell’s sound comes from the distanceHeart which in love’s turmoil is…
The succession of day and nightIs the fountain-head of life and death.The succession of day and nightIs a two-tone silken twine,With which the Divine EssencePrepares Its apparel of Attributes.The succession of day and nightIs the reverberation of the symphony ofCreation.Through its modulations, the InfinitedemonstratesThe parameters of possibilities.The succession of day and nightIs the touchstone of…
