Oh the hoori’s face that have been made a wet petal, Why your heart has been made of hard granite?
Wednesday, May 21, 2025 02:56
In the dervish’s circle no purity we saw, Within the monastery from Him no sound we heard.
Friday, May 16, 2025 01:21
Your eyes where? The illuminating the world sun where? The beloved’s face remembering where, the sleeping heart where?
Saturday, May 10, 2025 06:00
Tuesday, May 06, 2025 10:11
The spring breeze kissed coyly the grass' lips, The jonquil whispered to the corn-copy hundred mysteries.
Tuesday, April 01, 2025 08:49
I want pain, cure I don’t want, I want sorrow, song I don’t want.
Sunday, February 09, 2025 05:18
Friday, January 17, 2025 02:17
Wednesday, January 08, 2025 10:45