Category Archives: english language ghazals

A thousand times we have inscribed paper with your eternal name, only to have shredded our efforts to praise you in bitter shame. We long to sing glorious song that delights your grave expression, and we cry to find the … Continue reading →

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I run from the rotting stench of my precious thought, but cannot find the pure, sweet breeze of “I am not”! The sweet grace of lord and master will set me free, when I submit myself to grace and cease … Continue reading →

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In the old city of Poona, Sheriar’s cafe served everyman; The lips of the matchless dervish repeated “Yezdan, Yezdan”! The fakir whose poverty was pure gold, never had ambition except to see his son revealed as the Zoroaster of his … Continue reading →

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no man lives the anguish of living without love and survives. he leaps off a bridge without a shove. we cry and cry to feel a loving hand in ours; no man wants to die alone in his last hour. … Continue reading →

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The fire of digestion is god’s gift to proud man; Without a good shit man lives his life on the can! Prometheus stole the fire that bound him to rock; Daily, the eagle tears his liver and courage mocks. To … Continue reading →

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The royal wedding of our time gladdens the loyal heart; we praise the prince and princess we can’t live without! King Arthur’s knights march to a beat that plays in our veins: the cry of his men can still be … Continue reading →

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the mast is full without meat and drinks tea all day long; his precocious speech is precious and sublime song! the man of god is drunk without drink, and is attracted to brothels where he can be without being distracted. … Continue reading →

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The melody of the breaking heart fades away, as the lover cries his last at break of day. No man can hold for long the lover’s moan within: sighs of pain save him from all he has ever been. The … Continue reading →

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