Nereye kayboldu çöl gülü bad-ı sabahta? Ateş var, gözyaşı var bu Neyin ruhunda Rüzgâr şiddetle esiyor kırılgan yivinden içeri Gövdesinden ayrılan ney, inliyor acı içinde Aşkından ayrılmış bir yâr gibi Hissiyatının kokusunu çektim içime Sabahın ilk ışıklarına dek Ruhlar ruhundan ilham aldım Kimi zaman da sık sık bir yenisini gözledim Her şeyde ilâhi güzelliğin özünü […]
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We need to change our view of life
At times we may feel saddened, baffled, confused, and genuinely not know why certain things happen to us. We may push ourselves so hard for a few days or weeks, or even months, like an animal fighting for the right to its nature, trying to break free, to break things up completely. As a result, […]
Ceaseless Passion
Violent thundering storms cut through my soul Carving into the bone of reason, setting it free Shattering illusions of darkness, casting light inside light Felt with vibrating collisions of warmth and chill in all senses My heart joins you Like rivers join ocean waves Like clouds of salt thrown wild in the heat of summer […]
Prizmalar Arasında
Kaderdi, bizi çölün kumlarına çeken Mehtabın şavkındaki ilham Dağlarında, rüyalar yoluyla ulaşan vahyin Sunduğu manayla uzak yıldızlara ulaştırdı bizi Kaderimden yeşeren şiirler var ki Uyanmış ruhların prizmalarını delip geçer Ve gerçek tanıkların huzurunda Diriltilir çürümüş kemikler Yokluğunda tüm dünya bir sürgün yeri Mahvoldum! Benliğim tümüyle yorgun Okyanusları, kıtaları avare dolaşmaktan değil ama Ayaklarımın şişmesi, berelenmesi […]
The Conference of the Birds
The birds question the hoopoe and he advises them An ancient secret yielded to the birds When they had understood the hoopoe’s words – Their kinship with the Simorgh was now plain And all were eager to set off again. The homily returned them to the Way And with one voice the birds were heard […]
The Raven
by Edgar Allan Poe Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ” ‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber […]
I am not from anything a poem by Rumi
I know none other except ‘Ya Hu’ and ‘Ya man Hu.’ I am intoxicated with Love’s cup, the two worlds have passed out of my ken; I have no business save carouse and revelry. If once in my life I spent a moment without thee, From that time and from that hour I repent of […]
The Ashes of the Sufi Mystic
Hallaj’s corpse was burnt and when the flame Subsided, to the pyre a sufi came Who stirred the ashes with his staff and said: ‘Where has that cry “I am the Truth” now fled? All that you cried, all that you saw and knew, Was but the prelude to what now is true. The essence […]
When will this killing stop?
A voice speaks to Zulnoon Zulnoon said: “I was in the desert once. Trusting in God, I’d brought no sustenance – I came on forty men ahead of me, Dressed all in rags, a closed community. My heart was moved. ‘O God,’ I cried, ‘take heed, What wretched lives you make your pilgrims lead!’ ‘We […]
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