Yunus Emre

(1238-1320 / Turkey)

Sırat


Yort ey gönül sen bir zaman asude farığ hoş yürü
Korkma kayıkma kimseden gussa vu gamdan boş yürü

Hakıykata bakar isen nefsin sana düşman yeter
Var imdi nefsin ile uruş savaş tokuş yürü

Nefstir eri yolda koyan yolda kalır nefse uyan
Ne işin var kimse ile nefsine kakı boş yürü

Diler isen bu dünyanın şerrinden olasın emin
Terkeyle bu kibr u kini hırkaya gir derviş yürü

İster isen bu dünyede ebedi sarhoş olasın
Aşk kadehin dolu getir oniki ay sarhoş yürü

Kimse bağına girmegil kimse gülünü dermegil
Var kendi ma'şukun ile bahçede ol alış yürü

Gönüllerde iğ olma gil mahfillerde çiğ olma gil
Çiğ nesnenin ne dadı var gel aşk oduna piş yürü

Yunus imdi hoş söylersin dinleyene şerheylersin
Halka nasihat satınca er ol yoluna koş yürü

Submitted: Monday, October 07, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 07, 2013

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