| drum-sound rises on the air, its throb, my heart. a voice inside the beats says 'i know you are tired, but come. this is the way.' -rumi |
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| rumi hafiz jon anderson goethe pushkin nezami |
| look at love how it tangles with the one fallen in love my beloved grows right out of my own heart how much more union can there be -rumi |
| on this island of life, you are the sea, you are the sky you are the ocean. i am the earth, i am the island of your love. -jon anderson |
| tonight, i'm in so deep in the pain of loving you, my broken heart's sorrows are deep, painful, disturbed, broken. if you don't believe me send your thoughts, and you'll see how your love has taken away my sleep... -hafiz |
| and i dreamed of hours with joy o'erflowing, golden, truly blest, while your image so beloved was glowing deep within my breast... -goethe |
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| one day your heart will take you to your lover. one day you soul will carry you to the beloved. dont' get lost in your pain, know that one day, your pain will become your cure. -rumi |
| tell my friend that ...this worldly life is much shorter than what we think... as my rumi says: "come and be with me now that you can before one of us is gone will you come to kiss my grave after i'm dead? well, i'm the same person, come and kiss my face now now, just pretend that i'm dead and come be friend again" please forgive me.... |
| i loved you silently, without hope, fully, in diffidence, in jealousy, in pain; i loved you so tenderly and truly, as let you else be loved by any man - pushkin |
| every breeze that blows, brings your scent to me; every bird that sings, calls out your name to me; every dream that appears, brings your face to me; every glance at your face, has left its trace with me; i am yours, i am yours, whether near or far; your grief is mine, all mine, wherever you are. -nezami...majnoon for leili |
| let us be like two stars in the day sky. let no one know of our sublime beauty as we hold hands and burn into a sacred existence that defies - that surpasses every description of exstacy...and love -hafiz |
| if there is one thought wise and clear in my head, it's you poor as i am, all i have that is dear, is you. no matter how deep i look at myslef, i'm nothing. anything i am entirely is you. |
| since it's impossioble to take my heart from you it's better to surrender it to the desire of your love if i dont give up my heart to the passion and sorrow of loving you, what do i do with the heart? what is the point of even having a heart? |