Weekly Poems

This is the Time of War (1/16/2022) Put on your arms. This is the time of war, O soul. It is getting late. Don’t hesitate. This world is nothing but a colorful show. Give it up, O soul. There is a cat and mouse fight on every corner, O soul. More...

Reach Peace (1/9/2022) It is vain for you to try to separate my Beloved from me. I have become Him. What can you do to Him? Tell me.   You cannot see even a hair between us. Nor can you see either of us being ashamed.   Even if a More...

I Lost My Self (1/2/2022) There is a place where neither I nor space exists. I ran there following my heart to find my soul. Then, I lost my self and time. Now for me, neither this nor that remains. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 359. The Rubaiyat of Rumi, More...

I saw Absence in my dream last night. I was amazed by His beauty. I became bewildered.   I was out of my self until early dawn because of the Beauty, maturity and kindness of Absence.   I compared Absence to a ruby mine. I dressed in a satin of More...

Burn That Thing (12/19/2021) O my Beloved, accept me. Take my soul. Let me pass through both worlds. If I settle down with anything other than You, throw me into the fire and burn that thing. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 353. The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx. More...

No Peer (12/12/2021) Never mind all of this. How can You be with us? You are completely soul. You don’t fit in time and space.   You have gone a hundred years beyond time and space. You are in the waves of greatness.   You have cut the neck of More...

Like Roses…Like Gold Mines (12/5/2021) My soul is in the heart of the people who remain always soul. They are like roses, knowing nothing but kindness. Everyone has some content. We are like chips of gold. They are like gold mines. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 358. The Rubaiyat of More...

A Sign of Ungratefulness (11/28/2021) There is a sea which is not far from us. It is unseen, but it is not hidden. It is forbidden to talk about. Yet, at the same time, it is a sin and a sign of ungratefulness not to. Divan-i Kebir, Volume 1, ghazal More...

Not Even a Small Part of This Comes from the Sky (11/21/2021) Is there a lip from which the smell of soul isn’t coming right now? Is there a particle of the heart in which a trace of Him doesn’t reside?   If there are no provisions coming from that More...

Crying and Wailing (11/14/2021) O One who kneaded my hands and feet from mud and gave senses and mind to my body, O Moon, enlighten my eyes and heart. Take me into Your arms. My soul, which chews Your sugar, is crying and wailing for You. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, More...