You(I)
closest(dearest)
friend(ally)
now(forever)
May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 12:15 PM UTC
Don't get any closer
Love is love
It is what it is
Only the sun
(can display the sun)
Aug 1, 2024
Aug 1, 2024 at 2:39 AM UTC
When sweet sorrow caress, and
a thousand suns inside are extinguished,
I haggle with myself regarding death:
"Do not despair, for you will die, one day.
Just as you will be raised up,
you will sink down,
one day."
"What is pain?" the king would say.
"Even this shall pass away."
Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 10:18 AM UTC
Things replace things.
Days replace days.
Things replace things.
Run run run run run run.
And you cannot run or ever, ever escape.
You cannot run or ever hide it away.
Something glorious is about to happen:
The Reckoning
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 3:06 PM UTC
Undiminished longing.
Like an angel: mind boggling.
And I will never be able to forget.
I put my whole soul into it, and now
I don't even know if I regret.
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 2:14 AM UTC
She smelt like home.
Like a natural fragrance in full bloom.
Or like warm winds, under the full moon.
How bittersweet is the memory of worldly happiness.
Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 10:38 AM UTC
Goodbye honeybee.
It was an honor to be by your side
even if it was just for a little while.
I hope I did you more good than harm,
and that I sounded some of your alarms.
Remember the solemn promise that you made,
because I will remember you for as long as I live.
This is not a poem, but a talking heart
that has been torn apart, bit by bit.
Goodbye O moon of my eyes, my wife in heart.
O flower of May, oh beautified one:
Goodbye.
Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 9:25 AM UTC
It's inevitability demands its acceptance.
And it helps you take action, seeking repentance.
It is inexpressible to endure, but you come out more pure.
It is your teacher. An immediate anchor.
And a respected teacher is better than a shunned one.
So shun not pain. But carefully choose what you flee from,
and where you are heading.
Pain helps with that too!
Struggle to endure and to be true.
That is my advice to you.
After hardship there is ease.
After hardship there is ease.
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 2:43 PM UTC
A true lover is proved such by his pain of heart;
No sickness is there like sickness of heart.
The lover's ailment is different from all ailments;
Love is the astrolabe of God's mysteries.
A lover may hanker after this love or that love,
But at last he is drawn to the King of love.
However much we describe and explain love,
when we fall in love we are ashamed of our words.
Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear,
but love unexplained is clearer.
When pen hasted to write.
On reaching the subject of love, it split in twain.
When the discourse touched on the matter of love,
pen was broken and paper torn.
In explaining its reason, one sticks fast as an *** in mire;
Naught but Love itself can explain love and lovers!
None but the sun can display the sun.
If you would see it displayed,
turn not away from it.
Shadows may indicate the sun's presence,
But only the sun displays the light of life.
Shadows induce slumber like evening talks,
but when the sun asrises the moon is split asunder.
In the world there is naught so wondrous as the sun,
but the sun of the soul sets not and has no yesterday.
Through the material sun is unique and single,
we can conceive similar suns like it.
But the Sun of the soul,
beyond this firmament,
no like there is seen in concrete or abstract.
Where is the room in conception for His essence,
so that similitudes of Him should be conceivable?
Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 1:08 PM UTC