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Shah Abdul Latif Bhittais kalam

March 29th, 2012, posted in POEtRY..
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shah abdul latif's kalamBody their rosary…
Mind their beads…
Their heart is the harp…
The threads of longing sing in utter unity…

The One, the only One, is the song within..
They whose sleep is prayer…
Wake even in sleep…

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The Unpublished Stanza Of Ghalib

March 20th, 2012, posted in Ghalib
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ghalib unpublished

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Khaanaa Viraa Nsaazii-e-hairat Tamaashaa Kiijiye

March 17th, 2012, posted in Ghalib
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ghalib
aamad-e-Khat se huaa hai sard jo baazaar-e-dost
duud-e-shama-e-kushtaa thaa shaayad Khat-e-ruKhsaar-e-dost

ai dil naa’aaqabat a.ndesh zabt-e-shauq kar
kaun laa sakataa hai taab-e-jalvaa-e-diidaar-e-dost

Khaanaa viraa.Nsaazii-e-hairat tamaashaa kiijiye …
suurat-e-naqsh-e-qadam huu.N raftaa-e-raftaar-e-dost …

ishq me.n bedaad-e-rashq-e-Gair ne maaraa mujhe …
kushtaa-e-dushman huu.N aaKhir garche thaa biimaar-e-dost …

chashm-e-may raushan ke us bedard kaa dil shaad hai …
diidaa-e-pur-Khuu.N hamaaraa saagar-e-sar-shaar-e-dost…

Gair yuun kartaa hai merii pursish us ke hajr mein…
be-takalluf dost ho jaise koii ;Gam-khvaar-e dost…

taa kih mai;N jaanuu;N kih hai us kii rasaaii vaan talak…
mujh ko detaa hai payaam-e vadah-e diidaar-e dost…

jab kih main kartaa huun apnaa shikvah-e .zuf-e dimaag…
sar kare hai vuh hadiis-e zulf-e anbar-baar-e dost…

chupke chupke mujh ko rote dekh paataa hai agar…
hans ke kartaa hai bayaan-e shokhii-e guftaar-e dost…

mihrbaaniihaa-e dushman kii shikaayat kiijiye…
taa bayaan kiije sipaas-e la;z;zat-e aazaar-e dost…

yih Gazal apnii mujhe jii se pasand aatii hai aap…
hai radiif-e shir mein Gaalib z bas takraar-e dost…

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A THIEF IN THE NIGHT

March 11th, 2012, posted in POEtRY.., Rumi, Sufism
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A THIEF IN THE NIGHT

Suddenlythief
(yet somehow unexpected)
he arrived
the guest…
the heart trembling
“Who’s there?”
and soul responding
“The Moon…”

came into the house
and we lunatics
ran into the street
stared up
looking
for the moon.

Then-inside the house-
he cried out
“Here I am!”
and we
beyond earshot
running around
calling him…
crying for him
for the drunken nightingale
locked lamenting
in our garden
while we
mourning ring doves
murmured “Where
where?”

As if at midnight
the sleepers bolt upright
in their beds
hearing a thief
break into the house
in the darkness
they stumble about
crying “Help!
A thief! A thief!”
but the burglar himself
mingles in the confusion
echoing their cries:
“…a thief !  “

By : Rumi

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Ordinary Lion and Real Lion By Rumi

March 9th, 2012, posted in ANiMALS, MESSAGEs, Rumi, Sufism
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One Who breaks the lines of enemies is an ordinary lion but who breaks himself (his ego) is the real lion

By : Rumi


Burning Lion by Rumi

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