Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Poems of Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
|41.||I Was Dead||3/30/2010|
|42.||I will beguile him with the tongue||1/1/2004|
|43.||If a Tree could Wander||3/30/2010|
|44.||If I weep||1/1/2004|
|45.||If You Show Patience||3/30/2010|
|46.||If you Want What Visible Reality||3/30/2010|
|48.||In The Arc Of Your Mallet||3/30/2010|
|49.||In the End||3/30/2010|
|50.||In the Waters of Purity||3/30/2010|
|51.||Laila and the Khalifa.||1/1/2004|
|52.||Last night my soul cried O exalted sphere of Heaven||1/1/2004|
|53.||Last night you left me and slept||3/30/2010|
|54.||Late, by Myself||3/30/2010|
|55.||Let go of your worries||3/30/2010|
|56.||Let Me be Mad||10/26/2013|
|58.||Light Up The Fire||10/26/2013|
|60.||Lord, what a Beloved is mine!||1/1/2004|
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