They will drink until they can
tear away the veils of intellect and
melt away the layers of shame and modesty.
When in Love,
body, mind, heart and soul don’t even exist.
Become this,
fall in Love, and you will not be separated again.
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I have been tricked by flying too close
Now the candleflame is out, the wine spilled,and the lovers have withdrawnsomewhere beyond my squinting.The amount I thought I’d won, I’ve lost.My prayers becomes bitter and all about blindness.How wonderful it was to be for a whilewith those who surrender.Others only turn their faces on way,then another, like pigeon in flight.I have known pigeons who…
We Are As The Flute
We are as the flute, and the music in us is from thee;we are as the mountain and the echo in us is from thee. We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat:our victory and defeat is from thee,O thou whose qualities are comely! Who are we, O Thou soul of our…
28 Quotes Of Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi Quotes
”“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.” ” RUMI ”“The cure for pain is in the pain.” ” RUMI ”“I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.” ” RUMI ”“Study me as much as you like, you…
When I die
is being taken outyou must never thinki am missing this worlddon’t shed any tearsdon’t lament orfeel sorryi’m not fallinginto a monster’s abysswhen you seemy corpse is being carrieddon’t cry for my leavingi’m not leavingi’m arriving at eternal lovewhen you leave mein the gravedon’t say goodbyeremember a grave isonly a curtainfor the paradise behindyou’ll only see…
Draw It Now From Eternity’s Jar
Come, come, awaken all true drunkards!Pour the wine that is Life itself!O cupbearer of the Eternal Wine,Draw it now from Eternity’s Jar!This wine doesn’t run down the throatBut it looses torrents of words!Cupbearer, make my soul fragrant as musk,This noble soul of mine that knows the Invisible!Pour out the wine for the morning drinkers!Pour them…
My mother was fortune, my father generosity and bounty; I
Behold, the Marquis of Glee has attainted felicity; this city andplain are filled with soldiers and drums and flags.If I encounter a wolf, he becomes moonfaced Joseph; if I godown into a well, it converts into a Garden of Eram.He whose heart is as iron and stone out of miserliness is nowchanged before me into…
The Lovers
will drink wine night and day.
They will drink until they can
tear away the veils of intellect and
melt away the layers of shame and modesty.
When in Love,
body, mind, heart and soul don’t even exist.
Become this,
fall in Love, and you will not be separated again.
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Quiet Injustice
The suffering, the painIt all adds up to nothingToo much has been forgottenWill life continue to go on? This quiet injusticeNever given a moment’s thoughtThe silent screams of those who have fallenReaching out to the lost The blood shed, the bodies burnedThe innocent lives takenThe nightmare remains with the deadAnd for them vengeance will never…
There is a passion in me
from another human being.I was given something else,a cap to wear in both worlds.It fell off. No matter.One morning I went to a place beyond dawn.A source of sweetness that flowsand is never less.I have been shown a beautythat would confuse both worlds,but I won’t cause that uproar.I am nothing but a headset on the…
Going Home
Heading home is likePlunging into a pool of memoriesThe old photos, the dusty bike,Makes one smile, unwittingly As a child,I bet I was very wildI sat in my crib, laughingParading my toothless grin, flailingChubby arms, spilling food everywhereLike a sprinkler, targets anywhere My first prom is forever framed,In a golden, rosette border, somewhere far awaySparkling…
Dirge by William Shakespeare
My love is as a fever, longing stillFor that which longer nurseth the disease,Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,The uncertain sickly appetite to please.My reason, the physician to my love,Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,Hath left me, and I desperate now approveDesire is death, which physic did except.Past cure I am, now…
Sonnet Xxxix by William Shakespeare
O, how thy worth with manners may I sing,When thou art all the better part of me?What can mine own praise to mine own self bring?And what is ‘t but mine own when I praise thee?Even for this let us divided live,And our dear love lose name of single one,That by this separation I may…
Sonnet Xl by William Shakespeare
Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;All mine was thine before thou hadst this more.Then if for my love thou my love receivest,I cannot blame thee for my love thou usest;But yet be blamed, if…