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").
The Dropp And The Sea
I went looking for HimAnd lost myself;The dropp merged with the Sea -Who can find it now?Looking and looking for HimI lost myself;The Sea merged with..
© Kabir
The Bride-Soul
When will that day dawn, Mother;When the One I took birth forHolds me to His heart with deathless love?I long for the bliss of divine union.I long to..
© Kabir
The Bhakti Path
The bhakti path winds in a delicate way.On this path there is no asking and no not asking.The ego simply disappears the moment you touchhim.The joy..
© Kabir
Tentacles Of Time
Sadho Ye Murdon Ka GaonPeer Mare, Pygambar Mari HainMari Hain Zinda JogiRaja Mari Hain, Parja Mari HainMari Hain Baid Aur RogiChanda Mari Hain, Suraj..
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Tell Me, O Swan, Your Ancient Tale
Tell me, O Swan, your ancient tale.From what land do you come,O Swan? to what shore will you fly?Where would you take your rest,O Swan, and what do..
© Kabir
Tell Me Brother
Tell me, Brother, how can I renounce Maya?When I gave up the tying of ribbons, still I tied my garment about me:When I gave up tying my garment..
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Plucking Your Eyebrows
Plucking your eyebrows,Putting on mascara,But will that help youTo see things anew?The one who seesIs changed intoThe one who's seenOnly if one..
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Oh Friend, I Love You, Think This Over
Oh friend, I love you, think this overcarefully! If you are in love,then why are you asleep?If you have found him,give yourself to him, take him.Why..
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O Slave, Liberate Yourself
O Slave, liberate yourself.Where are you, and where's your home,find it in your lifetime, man.If you fail to wake up now,you'll be helpless when the..
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O Servant Where Dost Thou Seek Me
O servant, where dost thou seek Me?O servant, where dost thou seek Me?Lo! I am beside thee.I am neither in temple nor in mosque:I am neither in Kaaba..
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O My Heart! The Supreme Spirit
O MY heart!the Supreme Spirit,the great Master,is near you: wake, oh wake!Run to the feet of your Beloved:for your Lord stands near to your head.You..
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O Lord Increate, Who Will Serve Thee?
O lord Increate, who will serve Thee?Every votary offers his worship to the God of his own creation:each day he receives service-None seek Him, the..
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O How May I Ever Express That Secret Word?
O How may I ever express that secret word?O how can I say He is not like this, and He is like that?If I say that He is within me, the universe is..
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My Swan, Let Us Fly
My swan, let us fly to that landWhere your Beloved lives forever.That land has an up-ended wellWhose mouth, narrow as a thread,The married soul draws..
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My Body Is Flooded
My body is floodedWith the flame of Love.My soul lives inA furnace of bliss.Love's fragranceFills my mouth,And fans through all thingsWith each..
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My Body And My Mind
My body and my mind...My body and my mind are in depression becauseYou are not with me.How much I love you and want you in my house!When I hear..
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Many Hoped
Many hopedbut no one foundHari's heart.Where do the senses rest?Where do the Ram-chanters go?Where do the bright ones go?Corpses: all goneto the same..
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Looking At The Grinding Stones - Dohas (Couplets) I
Looking at the grinding stones, Kabir lamentsIn the duel of wheels, nothing stays intact.searching for the wicked, met not a single oneWhen searched..
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Lift The Veil
Lift the veilthat obscuresthe heartand thereyou will findwhat you arelooking for
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Lamps Burn In Every House
Lamps burn in every house,O blind one! and you cannot see them.One day your eyes shall suddenly be opened,and you shall see: and the fetters of death..
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Knowing Nothing Shuts The Iron Gates
Knowing nothing shuts the iron gates;the new love opens them.The sound of the gates opening wakesthe beautiful woman asleep.Kabir says:..
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I'Ve Burned My Own House Down
I've burned my own house down,the torch is in my hand.Now I'll burn down the house of anyonewho wants to follow me.
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It Is Needless To Ask Of A Saint
It is needless to ask of a saint the caste to which he belongs;For the priest, the warrior. the tradesman, and all thethirty-six castes, alike are..
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Illusion And Reality
What is seen is not the TruthWhat is cannot be saidTrust comes not without seeingNor understanding without wordsThe wise comprehends with knowledgeTo..
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