Khalil Gibran

(January 6, 1883 – April 10, 1931 / Bsharri)

Khalil Gibran Poems

1. The Greater Self 7/6/2015
2. Give Me The Flute 4/17/2014
3. On Friendship 12/9/2014
4. War 3/24/2010
5. The Scarecrow 3/23/2010
6. The Two Hermits 3/23/2010
7. The Hymn Of Man 3/23/2010
8. The Wise Dog 3/23/2010
9. The Madman - His Parables And Poems 3/23/2010
10. On Giving And Taking 3/23/2010
11. The Coming Of The Ship 7/8/2009
12. On Religion 3/23/2010
13. The Sleep-Walkers 3/23/2010
14. The Widow And Her Son Xxi 1/1/2004
15. Song Of Man Xxv 1/1/2004
16. Two Infants Ii 1/1/2004
17. Song Of The Rain Vii 3/23/2010
18. Chapter 9 - The Seven Selves 3/23/2010
19. Love Chapter Ii 3/29/2010
20. Love Is A Magic Ray 3/23/2010
21. The Poet Viii 1/1/2004
22. Work Chapter Vii 1/1/2004
23. The Palace And The Hut Xxix 1/1/2004
24. Song Of Fortune Vi 1/1/2004
25. Religion Xxvi 1/1/2004
26. Vision X 1/1/2004
27. Pain 7/8/2009
28. Dead Are My People 9/5/2013
29. Prayer Xxiii 1/1/2004
30. Two Wishes Xi 1/1/2004
31. The House Of Fortune Iii 1/1/2004
32. The City Of The Dead Xx 1/1/2004
33. Talking Xx 1/1/2004
34. The Creation I 1/1/2004
35. On Death 3/23/2010
36. The Farewell Xxviii 1/1/2004
37. Your Children 3/24/2010
38. Song Of The Wave Xvii 1/1/2004
39. The Playground Of Life Xix 1/1/2004
40. Yesterday And Today Xii 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Khalil Gibran

A Lover's Call Xxvii

Where are you, my beloved? Are you in that little
Paradise, watering the flowers who look upon you
As infants look upon the breast of their mothers?


Or are you in your chamber where the shrine of
Virtue has been placed in your honor, and upon
Which you offer my heart and soul as sacrifice?


Or amongst the books, seeking human knowledge,
While you are replete with heavenly wisdom?


Oh companion of my soul, where are you? Are you
Praying in the temple? Or calling Nature in the
Field, haven of your dreams?


Are you in the ...

Read the full of A Lover's Call Xxvii

Friendship Ixx

And a youth said, "Speak to us of Friendship."

Your friend is your needs answered.

He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.

And he is your board and your fireside.

For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.

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