Spiritual Masnavi Poems

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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I stared at the wall, it stared back at me.
I was so lonesome longed for a roomie.

And as I despaired, with feelings of dread,
I 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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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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Playground…

Playground…
I am making decisions every morning,
None of them comes along with any warning.
To go right or to go left, which one is right?
Living in darkness...

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Oneness… 


I was thinking of my good old grandpa, 
I loved him so much and called him Bababa.
He was my favorite person in my life,
He...

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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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Truth is clear and One, but the veils of belief
hide outward constructs causing spiritual grief.

The Word is Truth, in reading some comprehend
but the heart’s intuition...

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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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My Shadow….

Lost in the path of this dreadful life,
thinking of years that I spent in strife;
walking and thinking, what is ahead?
Living with pain or dying...

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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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Cat and mouse

Within a garden somewhere out there,
butterflies were dancing free from care.
Thousands of flowers loving the dance,
love the lovers and loving romance.
A lot of...

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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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