Monday, July 30, 2012

Rabb!!

Rab banday vich aivey vasda,
Jinve kapde vich roo
Aape aap noo waja maarey
Aap kare hoo hoo

Poetry

Us Naal Yaari Kadi Na Laiyo

Jis Nu Apne Te Gharoor Hovay

Maa Baap Nu Bura Na Akhiyo

Bhaven Lakh Unna Da Kasur Hovay

Bure Raste Kadi Na Jaiyo

Chaye Kinni vi Manzil Dur Hovay

Raah Jandey Nu Dil Kadi Na Deyo

Chahe Lakh Muh Te Noor Hovay

Mohabat Sirf Othay Kriyo

Jithy Piyar Nibhaan Da Dastor Hovay...

Friday, July 6, 2012

Desire




Desire for your face
Would split the hardest stone.
Life takes wing and soars,
In my joy of having you.
Fire becomes like water,
My reason is destroyed.
And imagining you
Kills any hope of sleep.

- Rumi

Light of the Eye


The light which shines in the eye
is really the light of the heart.
The light which fills the heart
is the light of God, which is pure
and separate from the light of intellect and sense.

The garden of Love



If you can’t smell the fragrance
Don’t come into the garden of Love.
If you’re unwilling to undress
Don’t enter into the stream of Truth.
Stay where you are.
Don’t come our way.

~Rumi

A window



Your body is away from me
But there is a window open
from my heart to yours.
From this window, like the moon
I keep sending news secretly.

Nature

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more......

Rumi quotes



I once had a thousand desires,
But in my one desire to know you
all else melted away.

Until you've found pain, you won't reach the cure
Until you've given up life, you won't unite with
the supreme soul
Until you've found fire inside yourself, like the Friend,
You won't reach the spring of life.

The inspiration you seek
is already within you.
Be silent and listen.

Say I Am You - Rumi

Listen for the stream
that tells you one thing.

Die on this bank.
Begin in me
the way of rivers with the sea.

Perfume of the Desert

Whether your destiny is glory or disgrace,
Purify yourself of hatred and love of self.
Polish your mirror; and that sublime Beauty
From the regions of mystery
Will flame out in your heart
As it did for the saints and prophets.
Then, with your heart on fire with that Splendor,
The secret of the Beloved will no longer be hidden.