Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

[Rumi] (1207 - 1273 / Persia)

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi Poems

1. Our Death Is Our Wedding With Eternity 8/3/2015
2. When Grapes Turn To Wine 9/7/2015
3. Ode 2039 10/26/2013
4. Ode 2357 10/26/2013
5. Ode 1823 10/26/2013
6. Love 10/26/2013
7. The Chance Of Humming 10/30/2013
8. What Was Told, That 11/20/2014
9. Whoever Brought Me Here 10/30/2013
10. The Privileged Lovers 10/26/2013
11. The Temple Of Love 10/26/2013
12. With Passion 10/30/2013
13. This Is Love 10/30/2013
14. Love Is The Cure 10/26/2013
15. When The Rose Is Gone 10/30/2013
16. My Burning Heart 10/26/2013
17. Light Up The Fire 10/26/2013
18. Ode 1620 10/26/2013
19. Ode 3079 10/26/2013
20. Love Makes 10/30/2013
21. The Way Things Should 10/30/2013
22. Love And Imagination 10/30/2013
23. The Agony And Ecstasy 10/26/2013
24. The Rubaiyat Of Rumi 10/30/2013
25. One Swaying Being 10/26/2013
26. That Lives In Us 10/30/2013
27. Let Me Be Mad 10/26/2013
28. Ode 911 10/26/2013
29. O Love 10/26/2013
30. The Meaning Of Love 10/26/2013
31. When I Die 11/28/2014
32. Nowruz 3/16/2016
33. Draw It Now From Eternity's Jar 10/26/2013
34. This Will Not Win Him 3/30/2010
35. This We Have Now 3/30/2010
36. Here I Am 10/30/2013
37. There Are A Hundred Kinds Of Prayer (Quatrain In Farsi With English Translation) 3/30/2010
38. The Springtime Of Lovers Has Come 3/30/2010
39. Ode 1957: An Intellectual 3/30/2010
40. Two Friends 3/30/2010

Comments about Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

  • Naked Think (1/17/2017 12:59:00 PM)

    Rumi is Everywhere
    Rumi is Light

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  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (3/2/2016 2:01:00 PM)

    In December 1273, when Rumi fell ill, he predicted his own death and composed a ghazal which begins with the verse:

    '' How doest thou know what sort of king I have within me as companion?
    Do not cast thy glance upon my golden face, for I have iron legs. ''

  • Glen Kappy Glen Kappy (1/31/2016 5:34:00 PM)

    i was introduced to sufism through rumi. i got turned on to him by my brother who passed on the poem given the title the many wines in coleman barks' the essential rumi.

    then i was introduced to hafiz...

    rumi is among my three current favorite poets. there would be too much to say in praise of his poetry, and it's better, of course, to actually read it. one may need, however, to have some taste of the mystical experience to appreciate it. as paul says in 1 corinthians, only the spirit (of God) searches and understands the spirit.

    -glen kappy

  • Ba Khan (1/16/2016 9:30:00 PM)

    t doesn't matter where from Rumi was..what matteres is he has given us the largest of the treasures of Sufi Poetry ever produced.
    His poetry classified as Sufi Poetry is in fact the basic truth of this Universe.

  • Shahriar Moghaddam (11/19/2015 11:00:00 PM)

    He is a Tatar (essential Turk) but his work was all done in Persian (Farsi) !

  • Arif Erhun (8/16/2015 7:34:00 PM)

    He is a Tatar (essential Turk) great Poet in sufi poems!

  • Larry Conners Larry Conners (6/23/2015 9:23:00 PM)

    Why is his poem Sneezing out animals not included in this listing...?

  • Abd_arrazak Abbakar (4/24/2015 4:47:00 PM)

    Rumi is one of the greatest sufi poets

  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (10/3/2014 1:15:00 AM)

    A great poet stood for human kind and mysticism was his way of writing.

  • Fatima Nayimi (10/2/2014 10:54:00 AM)

    His poems are not only beautiful but inspirational. He makes me proud to be an Afghan. [3

Best Poem of Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

A Moment Of Happiness

A moment of happiness,
you and I sitting on the verandah,
apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
We feel the flowing water of life here,
you and I, with the garden's beauty
and the birds singing.
The stars will be watching us,
and we will show them
what it is to be a thin crescent moon.
You and I unselfed, will be together,
indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.
The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar
as we laugh together, you and I.
In one form upon this earth,
and in another form in a timeless sweet land.

Read the full of A Moment Of Happiness

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

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