Category Archives: english language ghazals

The next 50 years will represent a descent into increasing chaos: we are in clusterfuck terror-tory. Apart from political outcomes- which don’t look at all good, the problem of fossil fuel induced climate change, a burning planet, environmental degradation from … Continue reading →

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Today, the eternal beloved our sweet lord left his body and released the divine Word. His Silence held us in his loving embrace and broken, exiled us to long for his grace. Now, he has forsaken us but lives in … Continue reading →

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A resolution of the problem of Sufism re-Reoriented is most desirable. The 1980 Bell of Warning was just such an attempt on the part of Eruch Jessawala and Mani Irani; unfortunately, it was unsuccessful. The unresolved issues 40 years later … Continue reading →

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For a long time you have tied us up with expectation; Why confuse the sincere with someone else’s condition? You have not looked at me with the eye of approval; Is this how you regard those devoted to the spiritual? … Continue reading →

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Make it new. Sing a song that revives the dead, That creates gold from dull, black lifeless lead. Sing a song that breathes life into a cadaver, That rouses the spirit from corporate blather. Rise up, and sing. Sing a … Continue reading →

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We call out your name as we lift the glass of desire; Ages have past, but the heart does not burst into fire! Speech cannot find the words to offer an excuse- The mind is too busy with the business … Continue reading →

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Green grows the heart’s longing, vines on fire Breathing your name in love’s ascending gyre. Green grows the longing heart skyward, bright Tongues of flame praising the sweet Word of light. Your name, your bright name is our dawn laughter … Continue reading →

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May the muddy waters clear to reveal your face; May the mirror be polished to reflect your grace. The wretched mind always makes the same mistake Of forsaking the real and embracing the fake. The desire of self-image is brick … Continue reading →

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From dawn to dusk the earth is weeping tears of ice For the denial of the Prophet’s suffering for all of us. From dawn to dusk  the earth is burning in shame That the now-Christ remains unknown- without name. Now … Continue reading →

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Ten thousand Chernobyls rise to bless us For the Kali Yuga machine age of Progress. Energy is dirty when it promotes desire, When it starts smoking after smoking fire. The car has carried us to the precipice of disaster With … Continue reading →

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