Weekly Poems

“…Then, You Will Become Immortal” (4/24/16) Although you are a slave behind this curtain, Once you get out, you will be a Sultan. Love’s water, the Fountain of Life, says, “Die here. Then, you will become immortal.” Rubailer, Page 393, Rubai #2 More...
Watch the Endless Heart (4/17/16) You color yourself with the color of the community. Taste the pleasure of the soul: Come to the neighborhood of our tavern And watch the ones who drink heavy wine.     Drink a glass from Love. Leave shame and modesty. Become disgraceful. Close the eye More...

Invitation to a Secret Feast (4/10/16)

Posted on April 10, 2016
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Invitation to a Secret Feast (4/10/16) It is customary for Love to eat faith like a meal. Love doesn’t go after bread or the worries of life; Its table is set beyond day and night. So what is fasting? An invitation to a secret feast. Rubailer, Page 335, Rubai #2 More...
Do You Know What Love Is? (4/3/16) O sword of time, pull out from the sheath of space. Dive into the sea like a fish. Swim this endless sea of meanings.       Don’t wish to unite: Union is an attribute of the body. I see such closeness that it More...
Love Murmurs (3/27/16) There is nothing remaining in my ears but Love’s murmur. There is nothing remaining in my soul  – no reason, no thought – only the sweetness of Eternity. The colorless brush of Love has mixed all colors; Now, it can’t even remember its past. Rubailer, Rubai #2, Page More...
Thanks Are Getting Longer (3/20/16) Even though You wear course woolen stuff, You are the King of Kings. Even though You are hidden from eyes, You are the fire in the soul, the remembrance in the heart.     You entered as a form, dressed with shape. But, You are More...

You Are Sober Today (3/13/16)

Posted on March 13, 2016
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You Are Sober Today (3/13/16) When you fall in Love, you become crazy-insane; You become tied to the chain of saints. Today you are deprived of that chain, Because you are immersed in life; you are sober today. Rubailer, Rubai #1, Page 396   More...
How Could Stumpy-Tailed Words… (3/6/16) Wake up from sleep.  Jump. Look:  A brand new morning is coming, dancing and tapping his feet, asking for friends. The brand new morning is coming from the sky.     O my life, why do you sit? It is time to drink wine, get drunk. More...

Come to Us from Us (2/28/16)

Posted on February 28, 2016
Come to Us from Us (2/28/16) Unless your soul has been intimate with this door for a long time, Unless your heart has been filled with the pain and sorrows of Love, You will never find a road to us from your self. You should give up your self and More...

“Be Like Me” (2/21/16)

Posted on February 21, 2016
“Be Like Me” (2/21/16) A moth plunging into the fire told me, “Do the same.” He was burning, fluttering his wings and telling me, “Be like me.”     The oil lamp is filled with oil.  Its wick is knotted, burning with its broken neck. At the same time, it More...

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