Ode 1957: An intellectual by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
An intellectual is all the time showing off. Lovers dissolve and become bewildered. Intellectuals try not to drown, while the whole purpose of loves is drowning. Intellectual invent ways to rest, and then lie down~ in those beds. Lovers feel ashamed of comforting ideas. You’ve seen a glob of oil on water? That’s how a […]
O You Who’ve gone on Pilgrimage by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
O you who’ve gone on pilgrimage – where are you, where, oh where? Here, here is the Beloved! Oh come now, come, oh come! Your friend, he is your neighbor, he is next to your wall – You, erring in the desert – what air of love is this? If you’d see the Beloved’s form […]
Not Here by Rumi
to become truth. There is a broken- open place in a lover. Where are those qualities of bravery and sharp compassion in this group? What’s the use of old and frozen thought? I want a howling hurt. This is not a treasury where gold is stored; this is for copper. We alchemists look for talent […]
Not Intrigued With Evening by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
What the material world values does not shine the same in the truth of the soul. You have been interested in your shadow. Look instead directly at the sun. What can we know by just watching the time-and-space shapes of each other? Someone half awake in the night sees imaginary dangers; the morning star rises; […]
Love is a Tree by Rumi
the lover is always getting lost. The intellectual runs away. afraid of drowning; the whole business of love is to drown in the sea. Intellectuals plan their repose; lovers are ashamed to rest. The lover is always alone. even surrounded by people; like water and oil, he remains apart. The man who goes to the […]
Love is the Water of Life by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
Everything other than love for the most beautiful God though it be sugar- eating. What is agony of the spirit? To advance toward death without seizing hold of the Water of Life. ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. Poems by topic and subject. Poetry Monster — the ultimate […]
Love is Reckless by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
Love is reckless; not reason. Reason seeks a profit. Love comes on strong, consuming herself, unabashed. Yet, in the midst of suffering, Love proceeds like a millstone, hard surfaced and straightforward. Having died of self-interest, she risks everything and asks for nothing. Love gambles away every gift God bestows. Without cause God gave us Being; […]
Love Has Nothing to Do with the Five Senses by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
Love has nothing to do with the five senses and the six directions: its goal is only to experience the attraction exerted by the Beloved. Afterwards, perhaps, permission will come from God: the secrets that ought to be told will be told with an eloquence nearer to the understanding of these subtle confusing allusions. The […]
Lord, what a Beloved is mine! by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
Lord, what a Beloved is mine! I have a sweet quarry; I possess in my breast a hundred meadows from his reed. When in anger the messenger comes and repairs towards me, he says, “Whither are you fleeing? I have business with you.” Last night I asked the new moon concerning my Moon. The moon […]
Like This by Rumi
how the perfect satisfaction of all our sexual wanting will look, lift your face and say, Like this. When someone mentions the gracefulness of the nightsky, climb up on the roof and dance and say, Like this. If anyone wants to know what “spirit” is, or what “God’s fragrance” means, lean your head toward him […]
Let go of your worries by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
Let go of your worries and be completely clear-hearted, like the face of a mirror that contains no images. If you want a clear mirror, behold yourself and see the shameless truth, which the mirror reflects. If metal can be polished to a mirror-like finish, what polishing might the mirror of the heart require? Between […]
Late, by Myself by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
Late, by myself, in the boat of myself, no light and no land anywhere, cloudcover thick. I try to stay just above the surface, yet I’m already under and living with the ocean ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. Poems by topic and subject. Poetry Monster — the […]
Last night my soul cried O exalted sphere of Heaven by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
Last night my soul cried, “O exalted sphere of Heaven, you hang indeed inverted, with flames in your belly. “Without sin and crime, eternally revolving upon your body in its complaining is the indigo of mourning; “Now happy, now unhappy, like Abraham in the fire; at once king and beggar like Ebrahim-e Adham. “In your […]
Laila and the Khalifa by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
The Khalifa said to Laila, “Art thou really she For whom Majnun lost his head and went distracted? Thou art not fairer than many other fair ones.” She replied, “Be silent; thou art not Majnun!” If thou hadst Majnun’s eyes, The two worlds would be within thy view. Thou art in thy senses, but Majnun […]
Intrigued with Evening by Jelaluddin Rumi
not shine the same in the truth of the soul. You have been interested in your shadow. Look instead directly at the sun. What can we know by just watching the time-and-space shapes of each other? Someone half awake in the night sees imaginary dangers; the morning star rises; the horizon grows defined; people become […]
In the Waters of Purity by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
In the waters of purity, I melted like salt Neither blasphemy, nor faith, nor conviction, nor doubt remained. In the center of my heart a star has appeared And all the seven heavens have become lost in it. ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. Poems by topic and […]
In the End by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
In the end, the mountains of imagination were nothing but a house. And this grand life of mine was nothing but an excuse. You’ve been hearing my story so patiently for a lifetime Now hear this: it was nothing but a fairy tale. ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, […]
In The Arc Of Your Mallet by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
Don’t go anywhere without me. Let nothing happen in the sky apart from me, or on the ground, in this world or that world, without my being in its happening. Vision, see nothing I don’t see. Language, say nothing. The way the night knows itself with the moon, be that with me. Be the rose […]
If A Tree Could Wander by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
Oh, if a tree could wander and move with foot and wings! It would not suffer the axe blows and not the pain of saws! For would the sun not wander away in every night ? How could at ev’ry morning the world be lighted up? And if the ocean’s water would not rise to […]
I Swear by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I swear, since seeing Your face, the whole world is fraud and fantasy The garden is bewildered as to what is leaf or blossom. The distracted birds can’t distinguish the birdseed from the snare. A house of love with no limits, a presence more beautiful than venus or the moon, a beauty whose image fills […]
I See so Deeply Within Myself by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I see so deeply within myself. Not needing my eyes, I can see everything clearly. Why would I want to bother my eyes again Now that I see the world through His eyes? ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. Poems by topic and subject. Poetry Monster — the […]
I Have a Fire for You in my Mouth by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
218 I have a fire for you in my mouth, but I have a hundred seals on my tongue. The flames which I have in my heart would make one mouth- ful of both worlds. Though the entire world should pass away, without the world I possess the kingdom of a hundred worlds. Caravans which […]
I have fallen into unconsciousness by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I have got out of my own control, I have fallen into unconsciousness; in my utter unconsciousness how joyful I am with myself! The darling sewed up my eyes so that I might not see other than him, so that suddenly I opened my eyes on his face. My soul fought with me saying, “Do […]
I have fallen into unconsciousness by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I have got out of my own control, I have fallen into unconsciousness; in my utter unconsciousness how joyful I am with myself! The darling sewed up my eyes so that I might not see other than him, so that suddenly I opened my eyes on his face. My soul fought with me saying, “Do […]
I have been tricked by flying too close by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I have been tricked by flying too close to what I thought I loved. Now the candleflame is out, the wine spilled, and the lovers have withdrawn somewhere beyond my squinting. The amount I thought I’d won, I’ve lost. My prayers becomes bitter and all about blindness. How wonderful it was to be for a […]
I have been tricked by flying too close by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I have been tricked by flying too close to what I thought I loved. Now the candleflame is out, the wine spilled, and the lovers have withdrawn somewhere beyond my squinting. The amount I thought I’d won, I’ve lost. My prayers becomes bitter and all about blindness. How wonderful it was to be for a […]
I Have a Fire for You in my Mouth by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
218 I have a fire for you in my mouth, but I have a hundred seals on my tongue. The flames which I have in my heart would make one mouth- ful of both worlds. Though the entire world should pass away, without the world I possess the kingdom of a hundred worlds. Caravans which […]
I closed my eyes to creation by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I closed my eyes to creation when I beheld his beauty, I became intoxicated with his beauty and bestowed my soul. For the sake of Solomon’s seal I became wax in all my body, and in order to become illumined I rubbed my wax. I saw his opinion and cast away my own twisted opinion; […]
I closed my eyes to creation by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I closed my eyes to creation when I beheld his beauty, I became intoxicated with his beauty and bestowed my soul. For the sake of Solomon’s seal I became wax in all my body, and in order to become illumined I rubbed my wax. I saw his opinion and cast away my own twisted opinion; […]
I am a sculptor, a molder of form by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I am a sculptor, a molder of form. In every moment I shape an idol. But then, in front of you, I melt them down I can rouse a hundred forms and fill them with spirit, but when I look into your face, I want to throw them in the fire. My souls spills into […]
I Am Part Of The Load by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I am part of the load Not rightly balanced I drop off in the grass, like the old Cave-sleepers, to browse wherever I fall. For hundreds of thousands of years I have been dust-grains floating and flying in the will of the air, often forgetting ever being in that state, but in sleep I migrate […]
I Am Part Of The Load by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I am part of the load Not rightly balanced I drop off in the grass, like the old Cave-sleepers, to browse wherever I fall. For hundreds of thousands of years I have been dust-grains floating and flying in the will of the air, often forgetting ever being in that state, but in sleep I migrate […]
I am only the house of your beloved by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
“I am only the house of your beloved, not the beloved herself: true love is for the treasure, not for the coffer that contains it.” The real beloved is that one who is unique, who is your beginning and your end. When you find that one, you’ll no longer expect anything else: that is both […]
I am only the house of your beloved by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
“I am only the house of your beloved, not the beloved herself: true love is for the treasure, not for the coffer that contains it.” The real beloved is that one who is unique, who is your beginning and your end. When you find that one, you’ll no longer expect anything else: that is both […]
I am a sculptor, a molder of form by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I am a sculptor, a molder of form. In every moment I shape an idol. But then, in front of you, I melt them down I can rouse a hundred forms and fill them with spirit, but when I look into your face, I want to throw them in the fire. My souls spills into […]
How Long by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
How long will you think about this painful life? How long will you think about this harmful world? The only thing it can take from you is your body. Don’t say all this rubbish and stop thinking. ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. Poems by topic and subject. […]
Ghazal of Rumi by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star. He said, ‘You’re not mad enough. You don’t belong in this house.’ I went wild and had to be tied up. He said, ‘Still not wild enough […]
Ghazal of Rumi by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star. He said, ‘You’re not mad enough. You don’t belong in this house.’ I went wild and had to be tied up. He said, ‘Still not wild enough […]
Ghazal 314 by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
You who are not kept anxiously awake for love’s sake, sleep on. In restless search for that river, we hurry along; you whose heart such anxiety has not disturbed, sleep on. Love’s place is out beyond the many separate sects; since you love choosing and excluding, sleep on. Love’s dawn cup is our sunrise, his […]
Ghazal 119 by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
I don’t need a companion who is nasty sad and sour the one who is like a grave dark depressing and bitter a sweetheart is a mirror a friend a delicious cake it isn’t worth spending an hour with anyone else a companion who is in love only with the self has five distinct characters […]