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Allah, Anger, Beauty, Burning Down the House, Clouds, Endless Love, English Poetry, God, Happiness, Hate, Heart, Husband, Life, Love, Lovers, Man, Maulana, Men, Poetry, Rainy Season, Recomendations, Relationship, religion, Sea Of Love, Sufi's, THE SHIP SUNK IN LOVE, Uncategorized, Water, Wife, Wisdom, Woman, Women, World, Youth
Sea Of Love
It is
the rainy season,
I dig
a canal;
In the hope of union
I clap
my hands.
The clouds are
pregnant
with drops from
the sea of love;
I am pregnant
with those
clouds.
Don’t say
you are not
a musician,
clap your hands!
Come !
I will teach you to
become one.
So bright !
will you tell me whose house is that?
I love bright houses so !
Alas I hide
my own water of life
As oil drops cover
the surface
of water.
,,,
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