Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

[Rumi] (1207 - 1273 / Persia)

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi Poems

1. A Moment Of Happiness 3/30/2010
2. Be With Those Who Help Your Being 3/30/2010
3. Did I Not Say To You 1/1/2004
4. Because I Cannot Sleep 3/30/2010
5. Come, Come, Whoever You Are 3/30/2010
6. Birdsong 3/30/2010
7. A Stone I Died 3/30/2010
8. Every Day I Bear A Burden 1/1/2004
9. Any Soul That Drank The Nectar 3/30/2010
10. Bring Wine 1/1/2004
11. I Closed My Eyes To Creation 1/1/2004
12. I Have A Fire For You In My Mouth 1/1/2004
13. Be Lost In The Call 3/30/2010
14. Description Of Love 3/30/2010
15. Any Lifetime 3/30/2010
16. If I Weep 1/1/2004
17. Rise, Lovers 1/1/2004
18. At The Twilight 3/30/2010
19. All Through Eternity 3/30/2010
20. Confused And Distraught 3/30/2010
21. Masnawi 1/1/2004
22. The Time Has Come For Us To Become Madmen In Your Chain 1/1/2004
23. Laila And The Khalifa. 1/1/2004
24. I Have Fallen Into Unconsciousness 1/1/2004
25. How Long 3/30/2010
26. What Hidden Sweetness Is There 1/1/2004
27. Out Beyond Ideas 3/30/2010
28. Last Night My Soul Cried O Exalted Sphere Of Heaven 1/1/2004
29. Lord, What A Beloved Is Mine! 1/1/2004
30. My Mother Was Fortune, My Father Generosity And Bounty 1/1/2004
31. Ghazal 314 3/30/2010
32. Do You Love Me? 10/26/2013
33. Ghazal 119 3/30/2010
34. I Will Beguile Him With The Tongue 1/1/2004
35. Only Breath 3/30/2010
36. The Guest House 3/30/2010
37. I Am A Sculptor, A Molder Of Form 3/30/2010
38. In Love 3/30/2010
39. Weary Not Of Us, For We Are Very Beautiful 1/1/2004
40. Book1 Prologue 3/30/2010
Best Poem of Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

A Moment Of Happiness

A moment of happiness,
you and I sitting on the verandah,
apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
We feel the flowing water of life here,
you and I, with the garden's beauty
and the birds singing.
The stars will be watching us,
and we will show them
what it is to be a thin crescent moon.
You and I unselfed, will be together,
indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.
The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar
as we laugh together, you and I.
In one form upon this earth,
and in another form in a timeless sweet land.

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If I Weep

If I weep, if I come with excuses, my beloved puts cotton wool in his ears.
Every cruelty which he commits becomes him, every cruelty which he commits I endure.
If he accounts me nonexistent, I account his tyranny generosity.
The cure of the ache of my heart is the ache for him; how shall I not surrender my heart to his ache?
Only then are glory and respect mine, when his glorious love renders me contemptible.
Only then does the vine of my body become wine, when the wine-presser stamps on m

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