Weekly Poems

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...

On the way to Love, each lover must either annihilate himself or give up his life in death. Some say, “Love’s goal is to drink water from the Fountain of Life.” These are just empty words, O lover, just empty words. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #3, page 226. A Rubaiyat of More...

O Sun who rides the horse of the sky! O Beauty who uses deception to turn Himself into a star!   Sometimes, You appear like the heart sitting in the middle of the house. At other times  You come and sit in a corner.   Sometimes, You stay at a More...

I Am Your Remedy (5/2/2021) Endure your pain quietly. I am your remedy. Don’t look at anyone except Me, because I am your true friend. Even if I kill you, don’t say, “I have been killed.” Instead, be grateful, because I am the compensation for your life. Rubailer (2016), Rubai More...

As Long As… (4/25/2021) The parrot came to the tree to share sugar’s prayer. The rose asked the nightingale to read poetry.   Receiving a revelation, the tall green cypress said, “As long as your soul stays in your body, put a belt on your waist. Serve day and night. More...

Today, I am on the outside of a circle, as if I am standing on the outside of a door. I have become friends with the door knocker, and I am holding onto it, knocking fearlessly. Once I become a true companion of vision, I will get through that door. More...

Glory after Glory (4/11/2021) If He destroys hundreds like me, that causes no sorrow for Him. You fall in Love. He doesn’t care. Your heart is broken. He has many others.   He asks, “Why can’t your eyes see the wine?” What can they do? They are always wet in More...

I am happy, but that happiness is not from the reed-flute. I am warm, but that warmth is not from any water or fire. Love has emptied me so much of my self that when I am measured on a scale, I am two batmans* lighter than Nothing. *An historical More...