Oil Lamp Poems - Poems about Oil Lamp

...Read in Kazakh! If you want to understand me, Think in Kazakh! If you want to understand me! If you read and think in Kazakh, my words will reach, We’ll move toward kinship, like siblings born tog......

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...A Mother’s Prayer The oil lamp flickered, casting its glow, The sickly child cried out, heartache in tow. “Oh my little one, my precious, my dear,” The old woman trembled, consumed by her fear. ......

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...Through a tear in the wall, the sunlight peeks, No one comes to ask how the old woman speaks. How does she endure, so forlorn and alone? Only God could be her aid, her own. The horizon stretches,......

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... "Bomb cyclone" on Norwegian coast ......

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...We draw life's patterns, vibrant and bold, We arrange our karma, both new and old. In the mandala of time, we place our stories, In the chakra of days, we set our glories. We shape tales of a......

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...Yes, that is the role of the Teacher, as Shams was to me – showing one ‘who they are’, so they can stop bleating, crying at night, and never again be afraid. Rumi Oh beloved, ......

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...------------------------------------------------- Spread your wings wide, my dear dear love so true, Enough of this tough stuff that's all black-blue Together, there's no stopping what we'll do. ......

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...Make a wish Layla awaits Majnun Of Persian lore ......

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...Oh beloved, I'm like Rumi without Shams. A shivering summer soul, secretly stalked by wild white winter wolves. A chiffon child chiselling chimerical calligraphy, cursed with invisible ink, sile......

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...“Writing about a writer's block is better than not writing at all” ......

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...Playing at night on rocky ground, he sprained his foot. He hobbled onwards careful where his foot he put. The lonely shepherds had long returned to their sheep, But he wanted to see before he w......

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...Christmas in Newyork Fresh pigeon peas, jug Gug, a leg of pork Turkey well marinated, freshly bake coconut bread Line up to be place in the old brick oven, Hammering above the windows......

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...An oil lamp Shines in a cottage Just like a star Shines in the sky A shaky flame Struggling to lit up A small room's darkness But a strong wind From the window Comes like fate Easily blows ......

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...mellifluous and mesmerizing a distant melody I hear... melting my soul softly with its mellow magic a flute tune so soothing sweet and symphonic transcendental awaken......

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... ( for what its worth. ) -- Instruction:  How to know there's nothing left ~ you've over-stayed your visit         I recall the sun of old thoughts seeped under:        ......

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