Weekly Poems

Secrets Shaken Out with Thunder (7/25/2021) I became exuberant when that pearl emerged in me. I was turned into a rough sea by that storm. I revealed the secrets of the ocean, secrets shaken out with thunder. Then, I slept on the shore like an empty cloud. Rubailer (2016), Rubai More...

O Beloved, You flew away from this narrow cage. You freed Yourself from this dungeon of robbers and pickpockets.   You cleaned the dirt and dust from the surface of the mirror. You saw whatever was in that mirror.   You had been hearing, here and there, some news. You More...

Trying to Find Me (7/11/2021) I stopped over at a tavern one day. There, I started to tear my patched-up body-cloak into pieces. While everyone else was busy with their own affairs, I was busy destroying my self, trying to find Me. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 326. A Rubaiyat More...

Focus Your Eyes on Absence (7/4/2021) You cut me off like an umbilical cord in the name of drunkenness. Even then, O Cupbearer, why did You leave me?   You create such Love with every breath. O One who makes everything appear, why are You not apparent?   There is More...

Because of My Longing (6/27/2021) Once this Love arrived, all other loves disappeared. Because of my longing for You, I was burned and turned into ashes. My ashes scattered and disappeared. Then, they came back, forming thousands of shapes again. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 220. A Rubaiyat of Rumi, The More...

If you fall in Love with me, I will make you utterly confused. Don’t construct anything, because in the end, I will destroy you.   Even if you make hives like a honey bee, I will still make you homeless like a fly.   You want to make people admire More...

I was Amazed (6/13/2021) When I was drinking wine in Your tavern one day, I ripped off this cloak of mine, this cloak made of clay. In Your now-ruined tavern, I saw the harmony in its workings and in the workings of the universe. There was such balance of creation and More...

Anger (6/6/2021) All anger comes from pride. If you don’t fall into contempt, go, purify in humility. Give up the self. Be dust.   Anger is born from contempt and from the self. Use them both as a ladder. Step on them and climb to the sky.   Wherever you More...

From Existence to Nothingness (5/30/2021) I have twisted and wriggled like a snake because of someone’s charms. I have been curled up like the hair of the Beloved. By God, I don’t know what kind of twist that is. All I know is that suffering annihilates me, carrying me from More...

Your Only Dress Can Be the Light of the Heart (5/23/2021) You are such a moon that You don’t fit in the sky. You are such water that You cannot be contained in a river.   You are such a pearl that You exceed the oceans. You are such a More...