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Category Archives: my own poetry
In The Year of the Water Dragon, good luck
In the year of the Water Dragon, good luck Quacks her way to market like a Peking duck. Power ebbs and dribbles into a big puddle, And confidence dissipates into a muddle. In the last year of the 13th Baktun, … Continue reading
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The Silent Word
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I long for the smile of the beloved of God
I long for the smile of the beloved of God, Her smile that felt the pain of his every nod. Mehera is all grace that blesses our longing; She is the laugh that encourages our singing. Your forehead bears the … Continue reading
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The Master’s words
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I am the slave of desire and expectation (Darvish replies to Hafez- #310, Khanlari)
I am the slave of desire and expectation; My speech is twisted by the play of jinn. A squawking jay from high hell, why describe The noxious nest of mind where I reside? I was never an angel squatting in … Continue reading
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The well of memory cries out for water
[soundcloud url=”http://api.soundcloud.com/tracks/44359907″ iframe=”true” /] The well of memory cries out for water: Where are the days I longed to hold her! My lost love with long black curly hair: Why are her lips pale and without care? We wait and wait … Continue reading
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The Word was born to reveal love’s Silence (Easter Ghazal)
The Word was born to reveal love’s Silence, And heal the tyrannical mind of violence. The Ancient One came in the black of night; By dawn, he was lost to our longing sight. He was abandoned on that hill of … Continue reading
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Dawn fills my glass with the wine of the Sun
Dawn fills my glass with the wine of the Sun; my heart drinks the light of the Ancient One. Cry and cry to forever drown in his Bliss: swallow your blood tears to receive his kiss. Give up hope of … Continue reading
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bamboo shoots
bamboo shoots crack concrete and touch the sky. love licks poison from her lips. the loving friend leaves, praising death. the lover sighs I am the sky. Print Friendly
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Bird, sing your song
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