Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi Poems
|4.||You Personify God's Message||3/30/2010|
|6.||Whoever Brought Me Here||10/30/2013|
|7.||Whoever Brought Me Here||3/30/2010|
|8.||Who Says Words With My Mouth?||3/30/2010|
|9.||Who makes these changes?||3/30/2010|
|10.||Who is at my door?||3/30/2010|
|11.||When the Rose is gone||10/30/2013|
|12.||When I Die||11/28/2014|
|13.||When I am asleep and crumbling in the tomb||1/1/2004|
|14.||What Was Told, That||11/20/2014|
|15.||What Hidden Sweetness Is There||1/1/2004|
|16.||Weary not of us, for we are very beautiful||1/1/2004|
|17.||We Are As The Flute||3/30/2010|
|19.||Until You've Found Pain||3/30/2010|
|20.||Two Kinds of Intelligence||3/30/2010|
Bring wine, for I am suffering crop sickness from the vintage;
God has seized me, and I am thus held fast.
By love’s soul, bring me a cup of wine that is the envy of the
sun, for I care aught but love.
Bring that which if I were to call it “soul” would be a shame,
for the reason that I am pained in the head because of the soul.
Bring that whose name is not contained in this mouth, through