Realistic
How to talk when
-Rumi and Shams can't be yours?
What to say when
-you are realistic and your thoughts
-are after bread and the table
-victory and success in the war?
What to say when
-you see Hollywood and its pet
-and pageants and runway walks
-and fashions and designs and makeups
-limited either to your church or Synagogue?
What to say when
-you are blind, deaf
-to me and the Hindus
-and mankind's branches
-to Veda, Avesta, Fire-walks?
What to say when
-I am too drunk
-have inhaled particles of poems
-of Rumi recited while marching
-on the rockets in my mind
-like flue, and chorus of the tars…?
What to say but keeping…
-my silence, isolate
-dancing with Sufism
-feeling the music in skin
-with angels painting words over it
-a canvas to the hell and heaven?
Oh dear
Oh, sister and brother
Go away find way to realism
Let me go to hide in craziness
Leave me be in love a harmless
Leave me keep peace flag of sky to the earth
Leave me to do plough and grow hell or heaven
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem