خلعت عذاري فى هواك ومن يكن خليع عذار فى الهوى سره النجوى
و مزقت اثواب الوقار تهتكا عليك وطابت فى محبتك البلوى
فما فى الهوى شكوى ولو مزق الحشا وعار على العشاق فى حبك الشكوى
If only the words
we said to ourselves were true.
Then all could have peace.
A haiku by Christian Bacchiocchi (via serarysoakheart)
Explore now, child.
These lush valleys will not last
As the cities grow.
“I regard not the outside and the words, I regard the inside and the state of the heart. I look at the heart if it is humble, Though the words may be the reverse of humble. Because the heart is substance and the words accidents.”
Mawlana Rumi
If you have one pot
And can make your tea in it
That will do quite well.
How much does he lack himself
Who must have a lot of things.If you have no pot
Take a saucepan and in that
Boil you hot water.
Even so your tea may be
Quite the best in all Japan.- Sen No Rikyu
A beautiful traditional Arabic poem describing the journey and experience of someone setting out on the path of love for God. This rendition is more recent and catchy. For those who speak Arabic, pay attention to the words - they will inspire you!
: The Love of Allah
The love of the Beloved
must be unconditionally returned.
If you claim love
yet oppose the Beloved,
then your love is but a pretence.
You love the enemies of your Beloved
and still seek love in return.
You fight the beloved of your Beloved.
Is this Love or the following of shaytaan?
True devotion is nothing
but total submission
of body and soul
to One Love.
We have seen humans claim to submit,
yet their loyalties are many.
They put their trust here, and their hope there,
and their love is without consequence.
— Imaam Ibn ul Qayyim al Jawziyyah
[Source: Excerpted from An-Nooniyyah | Quoted in “Al-Walaa wal-Baraa”]
لسانُ الفتى نِصْفٌ ونصفٌ فُؤادُه *** فلم يبقَ إلا صورة اللحم والدَّم
The tongue of a man is his half, and the other half is his heart
So there remains nothing afterwards, except flesh and blood
Zuhayr ibn Abi Sulmah [Famous Arab poet in the period of Jahaliyyah]
Don’t be sad! God sends the hope in the most desperate moments.
Don’t forget; The heaviest rain comes out of the darkest clouds.
Rumi
(via praise-allah)
Source: thelittlephilosopher
This was inspired by Emily’s submission to ilovecharts. Mine is not nearly as elegant, so I’ll explain a little.
A poet tries to put something into words. Sometimes that something is beyond words - for me at least.
Poetry is up to interpretation though. What a poet writes and what the audience reads isn’t always the same. It doesn’t mean the reader is wrong. It also doesn’t mean that the reader is right - particularly when someone thinks way too hard about it.
Also, some poems don’t mean anything at all.
Seriously.
Source: ehalcyon
いかなる時でも自分は思ふ
Ikanaru tokidemo jibun ha omou
もう一歩
mou ippo
今が実に大事な時だ
ima ga jituni daijina tokida
もう一歩
mou ippo
武者小路実篤
Always I think that I will take one step further.
It is a very important moment.
I will take one step.
This poem says that every moment is important.
Never forget to truly live in the moment.
Never forget to cherish these present moments.
Let’s go step by step keeping this important thing in our mind.
Mayumi
On Entering The Sea
Love happened at last,
And we entered God’s paradise,
Sliding
Under the skin of the water
Like fish.
We saw the precious pearls of the sea
And were amazed.
Love happened at last
Without intimidation…with symmetry of wish.
So I gave…and you gave
And we were fair.
It happened with marvelous ease
Like writing with jasmine water,
Like a spring flowing from the ground.- Nizar Qabbani
One of my favorite poets, and one of my favorite poems.
27. Muslimah. Occasional wallflower. Bibliophile. Extro- & sometimes introvert. Coffee- & tea-holic. Cat lover.
