Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

There Is A Life-Force Within Your Soul

There is a life-force within your soul, seek that life.There is a gem in the mountain of your body, seek thatmine.O traveler, if you are in search of..

© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

There Is A Community Of Spirit

There is a community of the spirit.Join it, and feel the delightof walking in the noisy streetand being the noise.Drink all your passion,and be a..

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There Is A Candle In Your Heart

There is a candle in the heart of man, waiting to be kindled.In separation from the Friend, there is a cut waiting to bestitched.O, you who are..

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There Are A Hundred Kinds Of Prayer (Quatrain In Farsi With English Translation)

emrôz chô har rôz, kharâb-êm kharâbma-g'shâ dar andêsha-wo bar gîr rabâbSad gôna namâz-ast-o rukû`-ast-o sujûdân-râ ke jamâl-é dôst bâsh-ad..

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The Way Things Should

What willour children do in the morning?Will they wake with their hearts wanting to play,the way wingsshould?Will they have dreamed the needed..

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The Time Has Come For Us To Become Madmen In Your Chain

The time has come for us to become madmen in your chain, toburst our bonds and become estranged from all;To yield up our souls, no more to bear the..

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The Temple Of Love

The temple of love is not love itself;True love is the treasure,Not the walls about it.Do not admire the decoration,But involve yourself in the..

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The Taste Of Morning

Time's knife slides from the sheath,as fish from where it swims.Being closer and closer is the desireof the body. Don't wish for union!There's a..

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The Springtime Of Lovers Has Come

The springtime of Lovers has come,that this dust bowl may become a garden;the proclamation of heaven has come,that the bird of the soul may rise in..

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The Self We Share

Thirst is angry with water. Hunger bitterwith bread.The cave wants nothing to do with the sun.This is dumb, the self- defeating waywe've been.A gold..

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The Seed Market

Can you find another market like this?Where,with your one roseyou can buy hundreds of rose gardens?Where,for one seedget a whole wilderness?For one..

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The Rubaiyat Of Rumi

Time bringeth swift to endThe rout men keep;Death's wolf is nigh to rendThese silly sheep.See, how in pride they goWith lifted head,Till Fate with a..

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The Ravings Which My Enemy Uttered I Heard Within My Heart

The ravings which my enemy uttered I heard within my heart;the secret thoughts he harbored against me I also perceived.His dog bit my foot, he showed..

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The Privileged Lovers

The moon has become a dancerat this festival of love.This dance of light,This sacred blessing,This divine love,beckons usto a world beyondonly lovers..

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The Meaning Of Love

Both light and shadoware the dance of Love.Love has no cause;it is the astrolabe of God's secrets.Lover and Loving are inseparableand..

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The Lovers

The Loverswill drink wine night and day.They will drink until they cantear away the veils of intellect andmelt away the layers of shame and..

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The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.Every morning a new arrival.A joy, a depression, a meanness,some momentary awareness comesAs an unexpected..

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The Chance Of Humming

A manstanding on two logs in a rivermight do all right floating with the currentwhile humming in thenow.Thoughif one log is tied to a camel,who is..

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The Breeze At Dawn

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.Don't go back to sleep.You must ask for what you really want.Don't go back to sleep.People are going back..

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The Beauty Of The Heart

The beauty of the heartis the lasting beauty:its lips give to drinkof the water of life.Truly it is the water,that which pours,and the one who..

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The Agony And Ecstasy

In the orchard and rose gardenI long to see your face.In the taste of SweetnessI long to kiss your lips.In the shadows of passionI long for your..

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That Lives In Us

If you put your hands on this oar with me,they will never harm another, and they will come to findthey hold everything you want.If you put your hands..

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Soul Receives From Soul

Soul receives from soul that knowledge,therefore not by book nor from tongue.If knowledge of mysteries come afteremptiness of mind, that is..

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Sleep Of The Body The Soul's Awakening

Every night Thou freest our spirits from the bodyAnd its snare, making them pure as rased tablets.Every night spirits are released from this cage,And..

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Shadow And Light Source Both

How does a part of the world leave the world?How does wetness leave water?Dont' try to put out fire by throwing onmore fire! Don't wash a wound with..

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