On the path of love

The world is front of me but I run to you my Beloved
Because this is not for me and you are everything

This paradise is void of all love without you my Beloved

The more I see you the more I love you my Beloved
Don’t close these curtains for me


Master’s Saying (#3)

My Master said
Those who wait for the end of the world
Have already died before their graves
Those who try and make the end come near
Will die by their own hands
Heaven or hell these fools try
When it is that we turn to dust
Let us pray that we don’t see that day
Nor our children and their generations to come

Blessed are the breathes
That grasp the beauty of life
Till love whispers
And I shall return
To the heartbeat of the Universe



When they said to Majnun
“Your love is futile
A mad poet
Who seeks shadows of Layla
Who has gone away with her Emir
You a fool wandering the streets
Where there is no love
Begone and seek wisdom
There is nothing but foolish in this”

Majnun replied
‘The word of love
Is not madness
But a blessing bestowed
Let these words spread
Where you have thrown enough stones
And shed enough blood
Let my Layla grow inside these hearts’