Love Masnavi Poems

How do I praise your influence, oh Rumi?
For you are the essence of my poetry. 
Poet's quote.

I was lost in mournful melodies of birds,
until death...

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I wondered today,
As I drove on my way;
How far could I?
Be away...
From your way,
Could I even... Cross that highway?
Be out of your sight way,
Be far...

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Enthroned Qeis-Layla lay under God,
Propheted a mania in madness blood.

The spark of a padma has not died,
A sorrow Hansel-Gretel lacrimated.

A just far away lady likeness,
Adore...

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He had the best of friends,
 they love him so much to take a risk 
But they could not heal his palsy,
So paralyzed that he...

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Ten Lepers sought the Lord 
carrying their badges with a Plea 
unclean unclean was the cry 
Mercy alone was their Plea
The King of mercy heard...

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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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Motherland…

I am a desert, barren and hot.
Hoping for the rain, which I forgot.
Once, I was green, golden, and bright.
Nightingales singing night after night.
My fresh breeze...

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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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Are we mystical beings? the child asked me.
Theological question given to thee.
How do I answer? I have nothing to hide.
My true response lies deeply way...

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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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The Watch Maker…


Let me be, leave me alone, I'm Him, I'm alone.
I'm in pain; let me be, let me be, on my own.
 All the...

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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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  In The Fall… 


Wait for love until Fall,
Nightingales, they will call.
Nightingales are divine;
 they sing drunk with no wine.
With all eyes wait and...

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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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