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

Song Of Love Xxiv

I am the lover's eyes, and the spirit's
Wine, and the heart's nourishment.
I am a rose. My heart opens at dawn and
The virgin kisses me and places me
Upon her breast.


I am the house of true fortune, and the
Origin of pleasure, and the beginning

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