Tell me Brother (Kabir Poems)
TELL me, Brother, how can I renounce Maya?When I gave up the tying of ribbons, still I tied my garment ...
TELL me, Brother, how can I renounce Maya?When I gave up the tying of ribbons, still I tied my garment ...
Fertile EyesNo one can know me moreMore than you know meYour eyes in which we sleepThe two of themHave cast ...
I've detached myself from all I deemed most dearThat I might all the better understand you,Your final moment of my ...
At Cleversulzbach in the Underland A hundred and thirteen years did I stand Up on the tower in wind and ...
Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me; and did you ...
Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me;and did you know ...
Vocat aestus in umbram Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'?lection de son s?pulchre For three years, out of ...
I will not perturbateThy Paradisal stateWith praiseOf thy dead days;To the new-heavened say, -"Spirit, thou wert fine clay:"This do,Thy praise ...
I attach no importance to lifeI pin not the least of life's butterflies to importanceI do not matter to lifeBut ...
It was him, who, on the marble edges of my Dream, tonight, Standing invincibly like a rock, Immersing his fiery ...
The barbed-wire fences rust As their cedar uprights blacken After a night of rain. Some early, innocent lust Gets me ...
It is the morning star, arising slowOut of yon hill's dark bulk, as she were bornOf its desire for day; ...
IT rushes home, our own express, So cheerfully, no one would guess The weight it carries Of tired husbands, back ...
I have put on my great coat it is cold. It is an outer garment. Coarse, woolen. Of unknown origin. ...
Truth-loving Persians do not dwell upon The trivial skirmish fought near Marathon. As for the Greek theatrical tradition Which represents ...
Were meetings destined then this was one to take a leading place, the oracle decreed it fate in a matrix ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
It was a pure white cloud that hung there in the blue, or a jellyfish on a waveless sea, suspended ...
Tracks of rain and light linger in the spongy greens of a nature whose flickering mountain-bulging nearer, ebbing back into ...
"Vocat aestus in umbram" Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'élection de son sépulchre For three years, out of ...
Strong and slippery, built for the midnight grass-party confronted by four cats, he sleeps his time away-- the detached first ...
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