#divinelove
The world shouts in a thousand voices-
markets of faces,
crowds selling mirrors,
truth painted in borrowed colors.
I grew tired of chasing echoes.
Then I saw you.
And suddenly,
the universe stopped arguing with itself.
I did not fall in love the way men fall-
with hunger,
with possession,
with trembling hands reaching.
No.
I dissolved.
Like salt entering the sea,
I did not lose myself-
I became wider.
They say,
“Why make one person your world?”
But they do not understand.
When I look into your eyes,
I am not shrinking the world-
I am seeing it without noise.
Through you,
I learned that depth is greater than distance,
that one honest heartbeat
is louder than a thousand shouting crowds.
Let the world chase illusions.
I have found a single flame
that burns clear.
And in that flame,
I see everything!!!!!
Work from :
To Her Already Knows!
Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 2:10 AM UTC
Your Eyes, My Quiet Universe
When you looked at me,
The fire in your eyes
Created deep waves
In the sea of my soul.
I am drowning deeper and deeper
In the wide ocean of infinite love.
Your eyes, my quiet universe
Made me see into the depths,
And drink wisdom from the sky.
Your eyes, my quiet universe
Painted kindness on my mind
And inscribed love upon my heart.
Your eyes, my quiet universe
More beautiful than the starry night,
More sweet than a moonbeam’s kiss,
More gentle than the fragrance
Of a perfumed garden.
Your eyes, my quiet universe
Pulled me silently into their world,
Where I slowly forgot who I was.
My name, my fears, my past -
All dissolved like salt in the sea.
Now I live inside their light,
Resting in their endless depth.
I am no longer searching for a shore,
No longer afraid of drowning.
I disappeared there…
And I am happy there.
Lost in their silence,
Hidden in their warmth,
I became a part of their reflection.
Your eyes, my quiet universe -
They did not just look at me,
They took me in,
And made me their home!!!!!
.Work From:
...To Her Who Already Knows!
Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 12:19 PM UTC
A frenzy stirs within the realm of the Beloved,
Where every glance sets all creation moved.
The goblets overflow, yet thirst finds delight,
For in Thy presence, soul and spirit unite.
Laughter and sighs weave a sacred spun thread,
Each heartbeat drunk with the love that Thou spread.
No shadow may linger, no sorrow remain,
Only Thy fire, like sun after rain.
The cups may be empty, yet spirits ascend,
Drunk on Thy nectar that knows no end.
Every breath is a prayer, each pulse a flame,
In Thy embrace, I am lost to my name.
O’ Beloved, let this revel endure,
In Thy holy realm, all hearts find their cure.
Let ecstasy pour like rivers divine,
Till every spark of being is wholly Thine.
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 4:02 PM UTC
Extra body language—
just for us
to read the room
before the room
reads us.
First kisses
always taste like strangers—
sweet,
but searching...
Elaborate that spirit I adore,
the way it moves freely
each time my hands
translate your skin.
You're a free spirit—
wild in the wind,
yet kneeling in humbleness.
To make you whole,
to keep you whole—
it feels selfish to promise
I’ll love you wholeheartedly
when I’m still mapping
the hidden rooms of my own heart.
Still—
I see you whole.
Divine sight,
as if God blinked
and left His light in your eyes.
Pleasure, patient.
Affirmation, never late.
And when my lips meet yours—
it’s honey spilling slow.
Be sweet as my honey,
and I’ll work your spirit
like a blue-collar honeybee—
faithful to the bloom,
devoted to the nectar.
stirring softness
from sweetness.
I am your honeybee.
Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 2:53 PM UTC
When I look into her eyes, I do not see eyes
-I see a silent ocean teaching the moon how to shine.
Two deep wells where the night comes to drink,
And my wandering soul forgets its own name.
There is a garden growing inside that gaze,
Petals made of light, roots made of secrets.
Time sits down there like a tired traveler,
And even pain forgets the road back home.
Her eyes are not windows;
They are doors left half-open by the divine.
I step in, and suddenly
I am no longer a man,
But a drop returning to its sea.
Something in them calls me
The way the sky calls the birds at dusk,
The way silence calls the prayer.
No words, no promises -
Just a pull older than memory.
In that dark, shining depth,
My storms grow quiet,
My questions lose their hunger,
And I begin to understand
That love is not something I found there…
It is something that was waiting
To find me.
So I keep returning to that sacred place,
Not to look,But to dissolve!!!
Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 9:02 AM UTC
At the sacred hour when dawn's first light kissed the earth,
The poet stood enraptured before the jasmine’s bloom, and, with a heart full of divine yearning, he spoke:
O’ jasmine, thou art the soul’s breath,
In thy fragrance, the secret of life’s depth.
Thy scent ascends, unshackled, divine,
Rising beyond the limits of time and space—so fine.
Thou art the eternal pulse of the cosmos’ rhyme,
Not bound by the fleeting toll of time.
What wisdom dost thou hold, unspoken, untold,
That doth raise the humble air to gold?
Thy fragrance spills forth, and with it, the air,
A breath once dull, now crowned with royal flare.
It dances in rapture, unshackled, unbound,
As if the soul of the universe is found.
Thou art the sacred rhythm, the eternal song,
The truth that calls the soul to where it belongs.
And in thy fragrance, O’ jasmine, I see,
The union of souls, as one, they must be.
For lovers, drawn by thy sweet perfume,
Are drawn to each other, their hearts in bloom.
Thy scent pulls them close, with tender might,
Uniting their souls in the still of the night.
Thou art the bridge that joins two hearts,
A love eternal, where no distance parts.
The jasmine, bathed in the divine light of the eternal sun, stirred in its sacred dance and, with a voice as soft as the breath of eternity, replied:
O’ poet, I am the flame of the Infinite,
A fragrance that no mortal can ever limit.
I bloom not for the passing of the days,
But in the light that eternally sways.
In my petals, the heart of the universe beats,
A rhythm that no time-bound soul meets.
I rise from the depths of the soul’s pure fire,
A truth that calls the spirit higher.
The mind may wander, seeking the way,
But the heart, O’ poet, knows where to stay.
In thy heart’s flame, thou wilt find me true,
For I am the love that burns in you.
And yes, O’ poet, my fragrance does bind,
Two souls together, their hearts entwined.
For in my scent, lovers are drawn near,
Their hearts awakened, their souls sincere.
I am the magic that makes them whole,
The divine union of body and soul.
The poet, his heart ablaze with the fire of longing, spoke with an intensity that echoed through the heavens:
O’ jasmine, thou art the unspoken truth,
The eternal essence, ageless in youth.
Thy scent, a message from the world divine,
A calling from the heavens, forever to shine.
Time doth not bind thee, nor days obscure,
For thou art the wisdom that shall endure.
What dost thou know of love’s pure fire,
That makes the soul leap higher and higher?
Thy fragrance doth scatter the night’s dark veil,
Revealing the light that none can curtail.
What secret dost thou carry within,
That frees the soul, that washes sin?
And how, O’ jasmine, doth thy scent bring forth,
The union of lovers, the awakening of worth?
The jasmine swayed, as if moved by the celestial wind, and its voice, deep and unfathomable as the ocean, replied:
O’ poet, I am the soul’s awakening song,
The eternal flame that burns ever long.
I rise not from earth, nor from time’s cruel chain,
But from the realm where light doth reign.
In my essence, the entire universe flows,
I am the seed from which all creation grows.
I bloom not for the fleeting moment’s fire,
But for the soul’s eternal desire.
The intellect may seek, but only the heart can find,
The truth that transcends all thought and mind.
I am the fragrance that frees the soul’s song,
A wisdom that calls the heart to belong.
When lovers breathe my scent, they are drawn,
Not by the body, but by the soul’s dawn.
I pull them together, across time and space,
Binding them forever in love’s embrace.
The poet, now filled with a fire he could not contain, spoke with the clarity of a soul awakened:
O’ jasmine, thy fragrance is the language of the divine,
The song of the unseen, the path of the lighted mind.
Thy scent transcends the dust of days,
A call to the soul that forever sways.
Time is but a shadow, fleeting and frail,
But thy love is the wind that will never fail.
In thy bloom, I find the truth I sought,
The eternal flame, the wisdom untaught.
Not in the hours, nor in the fleeting days,
But in the soul’s fire, the truth always stays.
And in thy magic, O’ jasmine, I see,
The union of lovers, a love that is free.
The jasmine, a vision of perfect grace, spoke once more, its voice like the soft sigh of the stars:
Yes, O’ poet, in thy heart’s fire,
Shall thou find the light that lifts thee higher.
Time may falter, may bend, may break,
But in the heart’s flame, no illusions take.
In the warmth of love, all things unite,
In the soul’s glow, the universe takes flight.
The heart’s wisdom is the eternal sound,
The fragrance of truth, where all is found.
And in the union of lovers, I am the key,
For love’s fragrance sets the soul free.
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 2:22 AM UTC
When Thy love enters my heart like radiant light,
Even the dust remembers its name and shines bright.
The world itself becomes a holy, sacred place,
And I, the humble cup, am filled with pure grace,
With wine that has always been sacred through the years,
Though once I knew it only as water, unadorned by cheers.
O’ Thou who dwellest in the heart and givest life to all,
The souls rejoice and rise whenever Thy call
Touches each silent thing, each hidden, still domain,
And spirits bloom, while the wondrous garden shines again.
Dec 14, 2025
Dec 14, 2025 at 1:23 AM UTC
Before this fleeting age departs—
O’ let it blaze with joy in all my parts; let me arise anew.
Lift me toward the summit of Your grace,
O’ Cup-bearer, for Your path alone I’d give the world its due.
This wine is love’s eternal fire—O’ pour for me,
Twice fill the cup, O’ bearer of the soul’s decree:
One draught for the bloom of your rose-lit face,
The next for the Lord whose Name grants every grace.
May this poor heart, so restless in its quest,
At last be freed, fulfilled, and blessed—
To soar beyond the self, to all that is true.
Nov 16, 2025
Nov 16, 2025 at 4:08 PM UTC
Loki jānde hijrat karke,
dil dī hijrat kari e yār.
Reg, daryā te masalla,
loṛh nahī̃ je vich duniyā yār.
They wander lands in search of exile,
but, my friend — let the heart depart instead.
No desert’s sand, no river’s path,
nor woven mat will guide you ahead,
if the world still breathes within your chest, my friend.
Oct 15, 2025
Oct 15, 2025 at 2:24 PM UTC
O’ Cup-Bearer, reveal Thy flame,
Let not this weary soul grow tame.
No earthly drink can touch the deep,
As one true glance that makes me leap.
Through barren lands my spirit roams,
Unchained, unbound, it seeks its home.
All vows I made, all oaths I swore,
Were swept away when Love’s door tore.
Pour not from cups of earthly clay,
But let Thy gaze light up my way.
No goblet holds the wine I seek—
I drink the glance that makes me weak.
What need of wine, or earthly grace,
When Thy pure light fills all space?
O’ stream of truth! O’ starry gleam!
Engulf the world, and birth the dream.
I know the tavern, I know the door,
Where souls are lost and spirits soar.
Strike out my name, my transient breath—
And write me in the book of death.
Not death of flesh, but death of “I”—
That I may in Thy Truth arise.
Thou art the Flame, the Sea, the Sky—
The Breath where all the ages lie.
So pour, O’ Bearer, pour the light,
Let soul be drowned in Thy delight.
No glass remains, no self, no shore—
Naught but Thy gaze, forevermore.
May 13, 2025
May 13, 2025 at 3:27 AM UTC
Within my soul, a flame celestial glows,
A spark unyielding, born where longing flows.
Desires, like fleeting shadows, rise and wane,
Yet one remains—eternal, pure, unstained.
O’ soul! To claim thine own, to stand sublime,
Unbound by fate, untouched by dust or time.
To merge as rivers seek the boundless sea,
To find in love the truth that sets us free.
This is the call that stirs my restless breast,
A thirst unslaked, a fire yet unblessed.
O’ Lord of Light, unchain this heart of mine,
That I in union’s rapture may divine!
Mar 18, 2025
Mar 18, 2025 at 8:49 PM UTC
I ache for the boundless profundity of Thy love,
In Thee alone, I seek the very essence and reward of existence itself.
Beyond the fleeting shadows of earthly desire, Thy love stands as an eternal light—
The wellspring from which all life flows, and to which all souls take flight.
In the radiance of Thy will, O’ Beloved, I place my undying trust,
In every breath I take, my soul yearns for naught but Thy grace and Thy sovereign must.
For in the gentle unfolding of Thy divine will, I find the courage to surrender,
And in that surrender, the peace that surpasses all understanding, so tender.
Wherever I may sojourn, it is within Thy sacred longing I reside,
I am but a fragile echo, lost in the eternal prayer of Thy holy tide.
My footsteps trace the patterns of Thy love across the sands of time,
And though the world may crumble and fade, Thy presence remains sublime.
In the fervour of my yearning for Thee, O’ Master of hearts,
I seek not the transient world, but only the boundless embrace that imparts.
For Thy mercy, O’ Divine Source, is a river without end,
And in its waters, I seek to drown, that I might emerge anew—whole, healed, and forever Yours.
Mar 7, 2025
Mar 7, 2025 at 1:36 AM UTC
O’ Supreme One, Whose grandeur fills the skies,
In the infinite radiance of Thy light, my spirit flies.
From Thy boundless Ocean, I was born a spark,
A fleeting breath cast in the vast, eternal dark.
Fill me, O’ Beloved, with the purity of Thy grace,
That my heart may reflect the brightness of Thy face.
Let the essence of Thy love flood my soul’s deep well,
And in Thy presence, all earthly trials quell.
Thou, the eternal Flame, within me ignite,
Transform my being with Thy sacred light.
This world, but a shadow, a fleeting mirage,
In Thy radiance, I find my soul’s true charge.
Thou, the Beloved, the longing of my heart,
In Thy embrace, I am whole, I depart.
I, a wanderer of dust, have lost my way,
Remake me, O’ Master, and guide my stray.
Let me bow before Thy throne, pure and true,
And in Thy grace, my soul is made new.
Bless me with the dawn of a holy light,
That I may walk in Thy truth, day and night.
Guide me, for I am lost in the endless sea,
Yet in Thy glow, I am found, I am free.
O’ Radiant One, through Thy endless beam,
Let me rise anew and live in Thy dream.
Mar 2, 2025
Mar 2, 2025 at 12:56 AM UTC
This boundless ocean, the world, we sail,
Where roses bloom with memories frail.
O' sparks of beauty, how I ache to see,
The light of your gaze, if it turns to me.
If your eyes rise, in their celestial grace,
The heavens would tremble, shadows erase.
My tongue, soaked in melodies sweet,
Would sing of your name in waves, complete.
Your smile, a garden where angels tread,
The key to paradise, the path we’re led.
The blood of my heart, like wine of the vine,
Pours forth in longing, forever divine.
Is this the miracle of your sacred face,
Or the world’s eternal, fleeting trace?
Tell me, beloved—who’s the bloom,
Is it you or I, in this garden’s room?
Dec 12, 2024
Dec 12, 2024 at 2:16 PM UTC
What a spark, what a flame, when these eyes first saw,
The dance of light, the world without flaw?
When these hands, born of clay and dust,
Poured forth warmth, a gift, a divine trust?
When the tongue, a prisoner of silence so deep,
Broke free with a word, a promise to keep?
What sweetness filled these humble ears,
When the first sound stirred the heart’s silent fears?
When this tiny heart, so full of desire,
Met belief like a spark to an unlit fire?
When the lips of this child, kissed by the dawn,
Smiled at the world, and all sorrow was gone?
When the body, this vessel of earthly woe,
Was styled by love’s hand, a graceful glow?
What a moment, what a scene, O’ Jamil, I ask,
Could such be the work of a gene—or love’s mask?
Dec 12, 2024
Dec 12, 2024 at 2:06 PM UTC
Loves of my December,
frozen from the beginning
of my endings,
and the fall of my anguish.
In the winter of my solitude,
I trace the wrinkles
of fainting memories.
Breathing out a sigh of surrender
for the unspoken, the paths
unwalked, the doors unopened,
and the ghosts of love that remain
draped in the painful cloak of longing.
Yet, amidst the cold, I find grief
blooming like a flower in the snow.
For in the mirror of my December
I have found not just
the echo of what was lost,
But the prayers of April—
the goddess of renewal,
the angels of spring,
and the dawn of new beginnings.
How can I not rejoice?
For in this darkness,
there is light…
Feb 24, 2024
Feb 24, 2024 at 8:53 AM UTC
What did I do in my last life
to deserve you in this one?
Did I save a dying child?
Plant a thousand trees
in a barren land?
Or did I wander in a past life
so deprived of love and warmth
that heaven decided to correct
this injustice by blessing me
with the gift that is you?
This is why I believe you
are either an angel sent to deliver
me from the precipice of despair
or a love letter sent from God
to a past life of mine where
affection, kindness and companionship
were simply strangers and ghosts
to my longing human heart.
Your love is the marriage
between the love that I am
and the boundless love God
has for me, made flesh.
You are my love, my life, my Eden.
You are the answer to a prayer
that never left my lips,
the fulfillment of a longing
I never knew I harbored.
Every moment has been a journey to you.
For you are the hidden treasure,
the quest, the path, and the destination.
Aug 30, 2023
Aug 30, 2023 at 9:05 AM UTC
Deep beneath the tapestry of my skin
you have woven your gentle smile,
your orange laugh and your lovely face
into every string of my once guarded heart.
Even the cages of my ribs have opened themselves
to you, so that the heart of yours and mine
possess no concept of distance.
When your heart is struck by sorrow,
a mist comes over my eyes and
I can see your troubled face reflected in
the mirror of my own tears.
When you are dancing in the company of Joy,
a warm smile runs across the canvas of my lips.
Our two heartbeats now one, have synchronized
to the silent melody of Love.
You will forever silently echo in every space inside of me,
like the hymns of the wind
singing in an empty boundless canyon..
Oct 28, 2021
Oct 28, 2021 at 2:01 PM UTC
Does true Love stretch across the canvas of Time and echo in the deepest recesses of our soul, unearthing every memory that was lost in our transitions. From one life to the next, a faint glimpse of what we once knew, guiding us back to each other like a constellation only seen by our eyes.
Jul 12, 2021
Jul 12, 2021 at 12:49 AM UTC
She said to me,
“Slow the pace of your touch.
You are blooming gardens inside of me
before Spring has had the chance..”
Jul 7, 2021
Jul 7, 2021 at 3:08 AM UTC
At the edge of our galaxy,
under the violet light
is where I found you.
I waited til the Sun shut his eyes
And the Earth grew silent.
Then with my heart on both knees,
I proposed to yours with a ring made from
the petals of your favorite flower.
“In your eyes is where I’ll sleep.
In your heart is where I’ll dream.
In your smile is where I’ll live.
Promise me the eternity of an eternity
spent in your arms. And I will promise you
the immovable sky will come to envy
the way the stars have left her side
and have chosen to live in your eyes..”
Jun 15, 2021
Jun 15, 2021 at 10:18 PM UTC
Love is not a ebbs of emotions
that flow from the human heart.
Nor is it the reciprocation of
understanding promised by lovers.
Love is a dervish twirling
at the center of every cell.
Singing in the heart of Heaven’s soul.
With no notion of itself or another,
just Love and the silent music
of this ecstasy.
Jun 15, 2021
Jun 15, 2021 at 10:09 PM UTC
What you mean to me
stretches like a redwood far
beyond the forest of this life.
It’s as if my love for you
has a Soul of its own,
and that the warmth of your heart
is the Heaven it seeks..
Jun 15, 2021
Jun 15, 2021 at 10:07 PM UTC
The mermaids of your heart have
invited me to plunge deeper into your depths.
But you are an ocean with no shores.
The moment I surrender to the
endless tides of your affection,
I will exhale the touch of all past lovers.
Denounce all thoughts of tomorrow,
and devote my every breath to discovering
the pearls buried beneath
the ocean of you.
Feb 2, 2021
Feb 2, 2021 at 1:47 PM UTC
The palette of hues that create
the portrait of our Love,
need both the shadows of your beauty
as well as the highlights of your essence.
So please, do not conceal your
darkness from me.
For what is a portrait of Love
without the hues of pain
that amplify the radiance
of our shared Joy.
Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 10:20 AM UTC