Dark Masnavi Poems

I will not deny the groom, the Son of God.
Would you deny what is tangible, defraud?
The way that leads to destruction is broad.
He is the...

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Samara...

Brilliant sunshine, silvery cloud;
looked down and found me lost in a crowd.
Some nights, I flew and followed the breeze.
Some nights, my world turned into a...

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The Life Is …

The Life Is …
When I was young, there was no pain,
The only pain was to complain.
When I was young, I did not...

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All is alive and living, rising to light
civilizations peak in power’s full might
kingdom building, making self’s endeavors right.

Jackals searching for water in desert sand
dried streams...

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Little ant where are you going so busy
digging tunnels through life’s dust and living easy?

Chasing after the wind of lost mortal time
a meaningless meandering through...

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 Hero’s game ….

I want to know, how should I play?
What are the rules, day after day?
I want to know, where is it gone?
What was...

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The Voice…

On a dark night that was darker than my pain,
     nothing was there for me except to complain.
I hid myself...

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Regret….

I flew once in a field full of flowers,
a field that was kissed by April showers.
I tasted all the jasmines, as they were new,
I did...

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The Question … 


I had some questions, I asked a friend,
What is my purpose? Where is the end?
What happens to us when we all die?
Do...

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Who am I? 

Who am I?
I was a working man who worked day and night.
Living in darkness and hoping to see light. 
I’ve lived with...

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 Butterfly…

I was in a cocoon dark and cold,
hallow from within silvery gold.
Walls of the darkness trapped my soul.
Wishing and hoping to find a hole.
I...

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 The shadow of the wind. 


Come back, my love. I need you, my burning heart is yours, 
Come back and love me more as...

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The bubble 

The bubble 

I’m a bubble, a bubble of air;
	Deep in the ocean, fully aware.
Darkness my cover, cold and sad;
	Covering my soul, making me...

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The Gambler…

The Gambler…
I asked my mother, she didn’t hear.
	I asked my father; he was in fear.
I asked my teacher, he didn’t know;
	he turned toward me,...

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