Book1 Prologue (Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi Poems)
Hearken to the reed-flute, how it complains,Lamenting its banishment from its home:'Ever since they tore me from my osier bed,My ...
Hearken to the reed-flute, how it complains,Lamenting its banishment from its home:'Ever since they tore me from my osier bed,My ...
Again I am raging,I am in such a state by your soul that everybond you bind, I break, by your ...
A moment of happiness,you and I sitting on the verandah,apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.We feel the ...
Bring wine, for I am suffering crop sickness from the vintage; God has seized me, and I am thus held ...
I have a fire for you in my mouth, but I have a hundred seals on my tongue. The flames ...
Last night my soul cried, "O exalted sphere of Heaven, you hang indeed inverted, with flames in your belly. "Without ...
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