Weekly Poems

If You Were… You Would… (9/10/2023) If you were out of your self like we are, if you were also drunk, you would have already broken the halo around the moon, ascended the heights of the sky and sat there.   If you were to worship Absence, how could you More...
It is Not Worth It (8/27/2023) You spilled the Water of Life in order to save water to wash your face. You wasted sugar and honey and put poison in your mouth.   You became drunk in a way which doesn’t allow separation of the Earth from the sky. You More...
Your Being is the Curtain (8/20/2023) If you become God’s prey, you will be freed from sorrows. If you run after your desires, you will be a slave to yourself. You should know this very well: your being is the curtain which conceals God from you. Do not stay with More...
Don’t Break the Jar (8/13/2023) O sugar lipped one, don’t break the jar. O stonehearted one, don’t break the jar.   If you become His drunk, you will drink wine from His hand. But, His breath is very dangerous. Don’t break the jar.   Love entered my heart and settled More...
The Pain in My Heart (8/6/2023) If the pain in my heart were reflected outside, every particle’s face would be darkened by sorrow. If it found the way to my Essence, that drunkenness, that agitation would turn every drop into an ocean. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 2, page 473. The Rubaiyat More...
Plunge into God’s Sea (7/30/2023) The Beloved came with that wine glass like a torch in His hand. “Come,” He said. “Be my friend.” “How nice,” I answered. “I will, right away.”   His is such a glass of wine that its brilliance would dazzle the eyes of Jupiter. Its More...
If I Had Known (7/23/2023) If I had known my own value, I would not have fooled around with this dirty world. I would have emptied myself from self and ascended quickly. I would have raised my head above the ninth level of the sky. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 1, page More...
Tell Us (7/16/2023) O one whose heart is full of words, yet remains silent, Read the chapter, Hel Eta, in the Quran.* Read the epigram, La Feta.**   Put on the tent of soul at the top of the sky. Raise the waves from the sea of the heart. Tear More...
You are Smiling at My Words (7/9/2023) If hundreds of long days were joined together as one very long day, my soul would not complain about it. On the contrary, it would be content. It would stand still and cry from the pain of Love. You are smiling at my More...
No One Knows (7/2/2023) All the Universe is burned by the fire of sorrow, but sorrow’s fire is not apparent. Who has ever seen the shape of this fire? No one.   The power of His amber is pulling me everywhere. I wonder. Has anyone ever seen the One who More...

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