Trifle

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Trifle

Look as long as you can at the

friend you love.

No matter whether that

friend is moving away from you or

coming back toward you.

,,

Maulana Jalaludin Rumi

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Passing Time

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Passing Time

Your skin like dawn
Mine like musk

One paints the beginning
of a certain end.

The other, the end of a
sure beginning. 

Maya Angelou

Wind Of Love

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Wind Of Love

…

“Love is like the

wind,

you can’t

see it

but you can

only

feel

deep inside

and

all over you.”

 

Have a great weekend……..:)

Just A Dancing Heart

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Sorrows are deep, 
but deeper than the ocean,
of broken thoughts.,

Pains are sharp as butcher’s knife, 
but of joyful Heart,

Craziness are madness as Lover’s, 
but of precious love,

Vanishing like a magician’s illusion, 
but of dust in the wind,

Broken sleeps are horror, 
but of just bad dreams,

If you don’t believe, 
O my darling !
send me your precious thoughts,

And you will see, 
how in sleep I weep., 
with the fading hope,

I was a keeper, 
but none, 
it was always yours, 
not mine,

It was nothing, 
but just a dancing heart….!

Just
a
dancing
heart….. !!!!!

By Zahir

Dead Heat

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Dead Heat

Numbers melt off the clock in this dead heat,

clouds dock between telephone wires

in a stagnant sky to watch the concrete

soften,

steam and stick to car tyres.

Even the bluebottles admit defeat,

one last thud against burning glass.

The day dies as red as suburban brick,

midges swirl and swarm in the grass

as stars flicker and clocks begin to tick

towards midnight.

A day passed

in non-existance;

breaths wait static

to be inhaled again,

like ghosts.

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Behind A Blood-Stained Curtain

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Behind a blood-stained curtain,

love has spread its gardens.
Lovers are busy with the beauty of the love that is beyond explanation.
Intellect says:

‘The six directions are the limit, there is nothing beyond them.’
Love says:

‘There is a road, and I have journeyed on it many times.’
Love detected markets beyond that market.
Intellect says:

‘Do not set foot on the land of annihilation;
There is nothing there but thorns.’
Love says;

‘Those thorns you feel are only inside you!
Be silent! remove the thorn of existence from the foot of the heart;
So that you may see the gardens within.’
O Shams of Tabriz!

you are the Sun cloaked by the cloud of speech;
When your Sun rose, all the words melted!

…

By Maulana Rumi

Shikwa – The Complaint to Allah or God

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Why must I forever lose,

forever forgo profit that is my due,

Sunk in the gloom of evenings past,

no plans for the morrow pursue.

Why must I all attentive be to the nightingales lament,

Friend,

am I as dumb as a flower?

Must I remain silent?

My theme makes me bold,

makes my tongue more eloquent,

Dust fills my mouth,

against Allah I make complaint. 

We won renown for submitting to Your willand it is so;

We speak out now,

we are compelled to repeat our tale of woe.

We are like the silent lute whose chords are full of voice;

When grief wells up to our lips,

we speak;

we have no choice.

Lord God!

We are Your faithful servants,

for a while with us bear,

It is in our nature to always praise You,

a small plaint also hear.

That Your Presence was primal from the beginning of time is true;

The rose also adorned the garden but of its fragrance no one knew.

Justice is all we ask for.

You are perfect,

You are benevolent.

If there were no breeze,

how could the rose have spread its scent?

We Your people were dispersed,

no solace could we find,

Or,

would Your Beloveds following have gone out of its mind?

Before our time,

a strange sight was the world You had made:

Some worshipped stone idols,

others bowed to trees and prayed.

Accustomed to believing what they saw,

the peoples vision wasnt free,

How then could anyone believe in a God he couldnt see?

Do you know of anyone,

Lord,

who then took Your Name?

I ask.

It was the muscle in the Muslims arms that did Your task.

Here on this earth were settled the Seljuqs and the Turanians,

The Chinese lived in China,

in Iran lived the Sassanians.

The Greeks flourished in their allotted regions,

In this very world lived the Jews and Christians.

But who did draw their swords in Your Name and fight?

When things had gone wrong, who put them right?

Of all the brave warriors,

there were none but only we.

Who fought Your battles on land and often on the sea.

Our calls to prayer rang out from the churches of European lands

And floated across Africas scorching desert sands.

We ruled the world,

but regal glories our eyes disdained.

Under the shades of glittering sabres

Your creed we proclaimed.

All we lived for was no battle;

we bore the troubles that came,

And laid down our lives for the glory of Your Name.

We never used our strength to conquer or extend domain,

Would we have played with our lives for nothing but worldly gain?

If our people had run after earths goods and gold,

Need they have smashed idols, and not idols sold?

Once in the fray,

firm we stood our ground,

never did we yield,

The most lion-hearted of our foes reeled back and fled the field.

Those who rose against You,

against them we turned our ire,

What cared we for their sabres?

We fought against canon fire.

On every human heart the image of Your oneness we drew,

Beneath the draggers point,

we proclaimed Your message true.

You tell us who were they who pulled down the gates of Khyber?

Who were they that reduced the city that was the pride of Caesar?

Fake gods that men had made,

who did break and shatter?

Who routed infidel armies and destroyed them with bloody slaughter?

Who put out and made cold the sacred flame in Iran?

Who retold the story of the one God,

Yazdan?

Who were the people who asked only for You and no other?

And for You did fight battles and travails suffer?

Whose world-conquering swords spread the might over one and all?

Who stirred mankind with Allah-o-Akbars clarion call?

Whose dread bent stone idols into fearful submission?

They fell on their faces confessing,

God is One,

the Only One!

In the midst of raging battle if the time came to pray,

Hejazis turned to Mecca,

kissed the earth and ceased from fray.

Sultan and slave in single file stood side by side,

Then no servant was nor master,

nothing did them divide.

Between serf and lord,

needy and rich,

difference there was none.

When they appeared in Your court,

they came as equals and one.

In this banquet hall of time and space,

from dawn to dusk we spent,

Filled with the wine of faith,

like goblets round we went.

Over hills and plains we took Your message;

this was our task.

Do you know of an occasion we failed You?

is all we ask.

Over wastes and wildernesses of land and sea,

Into the Atlantic Ocean we galloped on our steed.

,,,

,,,

,,,

,,,

Allamah Sir Dr. Muhammad Iqbal

You Are In My Mind

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Ocean

Like the ocean so wide and powerful with its waves rolling in and crashing

against

The rocks

With the same force as my admiration towards the man I want to get to know

I want to know and feel his strength, and feel the power of his touch, crashing

against

My soulI want to feel his passions his desires and the dreams he has

Like the waters that go onForever and ever

I want to feel his tender touch caressing every inch of my body like the kiss of

the sun over the ocean horizon,

Faithfully each morning

I want him to know that with each and ever word spoken is like a ripple that

spreads throughout the deepest waters in My heart

For the day is coming closer and the nights are getting longer in the desire

To be near youI dream of that moment when the waters of the ocean and the

rocks of the cliffs finally meet

In a storm of passion,

His every touch will be like a soft caress to the rocks of the cliffs below

With each encounter will be like the waters stirring under the ocean so deep

With each kiss will be like a storm building furiously down beneath the earth

And deep down beneath my soul

And when the time comes for him to take my heart my soul and my body and

make love to me

It will be like a wild storm out of control With each touch, caress, and kiss he

bestows upon me, will be like

Giant waves

Crashing vigorously with so much power and so much strength against the

rocks,Just like nature intended it to be

And just like I want him to completely take me

Then like the calm after the storm

I want to lie in his arms and hear

The pounding of his heart

Like the ocean waves

Calming and soothing 

To my Soul

,,,

unknow author

You Will See, If You

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Pull the thorn of existence out of,

the heart!

Fast!

For when you do,

you will see,

thousands of rose gardens,

in yourself.

Maulana

I Sing, I Dream And I ♡ Anyway

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People are often unreasonable and self-centered.

 

,,,

Forgive them anyway.

,,,

If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives.

,,,

Be kind anyway.

,,,

If you are honest, people may cheat you.

,,,

Be honest anyway.

,,,

If you find happiness, people may be jealous.

,,,

Be happy anyway.

,,,

The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow.

,,,

Do good anyway.

,,,

 

Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough.

 

,,,

 

Give your best anyway.

 

,,,

 

For you see, in the end, it is between you and God.

 ,,,

 

It was never between you and them anyway.

 

 

,,,

You can spend your whole life building
Something from nothin’
One storm can come and blow it all away
Build it anyway

You can chase a dream that seems so out of reach
And you know it might not ever come your way
Dream it anyway

God is great, but sometimes life ain’t good
When I pray it doesn’t always turn out like I think it should
But I do it anyway
I do it anyway

This world’s gone crazy and it’s hard to believe
That tomorrow will be better than today

Believe it anyway

You can love someone with all your heart
For all the right reasons
In a moment they can choose to walk away
Love ’em anyway

God is great, but sometimes life ain’t good
When I pray it doesn’t always turn out like I think it should
But I do it anyway
Yeah, I do it anyway

You can pour your soul out singing a song you believe in
That tomorrow they’ll forget you ever sang
Sing it anyway
Yeah, sing it anyway

I sing, I dream
I love you
Anyway