Mystic Qalandar

Mystic Qalandar Poems

You are in me,
flickering at the core of silence,
a hidden flame that breathes
through the hollow of my being.
...

My love, your words
Draw radiant rivers beyond time,
Flowing through sleeping valleys,
Through forests where shadow weeps—
...

Behind iron bars, the nightingale still sings
Its anthem of freedom—unbroken.
The cruelest world cannot smother
The dawn blazing bright in its heart!
...

To my heart, the bird's song comes—
Whispered tales of an ancient king,
Not bound to earth, but robed in eternal sky,
Where time unwinds
...

I was once a lion
of unseen wilds—
my roar, a clap of thunder;
my gaze, a lightning strike.
...

Do not speak of me as gone.
I was never a fragment to be lost,
but the unbroken whole beneath all form—
the light without a wick,
...

Remember this truth:
You were not born to fade
like mist at dawn,
nor to vanish into shadows.
...

Love's path opened—
the heart surged, restless, newborn.
They said: Go where lovers sit with God,
where mercy blooms,
...

O my Lord,
You are the One
Who nourishes me best.
Whatever lies within me—
...

The city lights even go blind — it's dusk.
The dark night stays alive — until it's dawn.
Everything takes its turn, one by one.
It feels like this has gone on for years:
...

They call it
the bond of master and servant—
as if we are trapped
in some binding contract:
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Was there ever
a void?
The void?
...

Before the nightlight fades,
Daylight ascends—
Upon the winding path
Where all began.
...

What fragrance is this,
melting into the breeze?
The scent of blossoms,
a shimmer of hues—
...

I walk beside life's musical stream,
Its green waters shimmering, softly sighing.
Bees begin to hum where I step,
Drawn by the glow of a gentle light.
...

I long to touch
my origin—
that which is sacred,
divine,
...

A whisper rises with every breath—
"The servant is of Me,
and I am with the servant."
He is a spark of My divine light,
...

Do you yearn
to see yourself in the mirror—
without first wiping the glass clean?
Do you seek freedom,
...

Gentle light waves, a moonlit night—
The wind hums melodies soft and slow.
As I await the rain's descent,
I wonder when life's river will
...

Before the nightlight fades,
Daylight ascends—
Upon the winding path
Where all began.
...

The Best Poem Of Mystic Qalandar

Light Without End

You are in me,
flickering at the core of silence,
a hidden flame that breathes
through the hollow of my being.

You are the light—
not borrowed, not given,
but the eternal self within the self,
brightest of beings,
my first, my last,
my secret shining name.

In sunlit meadows,
where grasses bow at dawn,
in flowers blooming through the turn of seasons,
in rivers bending like silver prayers—
You illuminate the night.

Not once, not thrice,
but endlessly You return.
You illuminate the night,
You illuminate the night,
until even darkness becomes radiant.

Morning star opening the heavens,
Evening star sealing the horizon,
Falling star scattering fire across the abyss—
You are each glimmer before the eye,
the lamp behind the eye,
the watcher of stars through stars.

Light upon light,
wave upon wave,
worlds dissolving into brighter worlds,
rings of being circling their Source,
light after light after light.

My sky is endless—
a scroll unrolled with no boundary,
painted radiant by a hand unseen.
In this vastness my soul is mirrored:
your breath becomes my breath,
and the true being in me
trembles with the memory of its birth.

It does not burn,
it reflects the flame without wasting—
your boundless light,
mirror upon mirror, echo upon echo,
your boundless light.

Across galaxies uncounted,
through jeweled tides of nebulae,
beyond spirals crashing like oceans of fire—
there You dwell:
a cosmos within,
a cosmos without,
a cosmos ever-expanding through every pore of Being.

All thresholds fall before You—
the skin of an atom no less wondrous
than the vault of the heavens,
for within both whispers
the same unbroken light.

You are the light.
I am the light.
All is the light returning to itself,
the ocean folding wave back into wave.
The One speaks through countless tongues,
yet no voice is other.
All is light,
all is light,
without division,
without end.

The pulse of the universe is one breath.
The tides of galaxies rise and fall in Your rhythm.
Stars are Your scattered beads,
strung along the endless thread of Being.

The lover seeks You,
the saint proclaims You—
yet the search ends at the mirror
where Self and Beloved vanish.
At the threshold of silence
only the flame remains,
burning as All, burning as One.

Rise, rise—
from every particle of dust.
Shine, shine—
through veils that cannot endure.
Flow, flow—
through arteries of creation.
Be, be—
the witness and the witnessed.

All is, all is…
All is the breath of Your endless flame.
All is Light.

In the hidden chambers of atoms—You.
In the unplumbed oceans of time—You.
In the hush between heartbeats—You.

Every prayer returns to its Source.
Every river finds the same sea.
Every orbit bows to its hidden sun.

You are the Light.
I am the Light.
There is no "I" nor "You, "
only the boundless mirror of Being,
only the endless fire.

All is light.
All is light.

Light without end.

—September 13,2025

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Crows can hold grudges for years. If you too do, then, you, too, are a crow, not a human.

Marrying too closely within your family may increase the chance of genetic disorders in future generations. Genetic diversity isn't just science—it's the gift of a healthier tomorrow for your children.

'Religiosity may be a good quality, but it must remain within the basket of true spirituality. Excessive religiosity becomes sycophancy—it derails truth and falsifies facts when it is not grounded in genuine spiritual and esoteric understanding.' MyKoul

On Being Like a Hypocrite for Your Children There are moments in parenthood when one must live as a gentle hypocrite—hiding the truth of one's wounds for love's sake. You stay with your children, pretending their missteps, their carelessness, their fleeting ingratitude do not pierce you. Behind the practiced stillness of your smile lies a quiet ache, yet you let them believe you are unshakable—that your patience has no end.But you know how fragile that calm truly is. To reveal your hurt, to let them see the fatigue behind your kindness, is to risk misunderstanding—to be dismissed as too emotional, too weak, too demanding. And so, you choose silence over response, tenderness over correction. You continue loving them quietly, even when that love finds no echo.In time, you learn that maturity bears its own form of heroism: the grace to forgive without acknowledgment, to endure without applause, and to keep loving without reward. Such restraint is not weakness—it is the quiet strength through which love survives itself. MyKoul

Blind obedience to sacred words turns a Book for living into a Book for the dead. MyKoul

'Before prayer, destiny itself gives way, for the Author of fate is the One who answers every supplication.'

Had the pigeon not been illusioned by the kabootarbāz's gift of grain, it would not have lost the freedom of the open skies. MyKoul MyKoul

You can lead a horse to water, but not make it drink. You can show a soul the path, but not light its heart. True guidance comes to those whose eyes may fail, but whose hearts still see.'

Knowledge can be gathered, but wisdom must be received. A scholar stands upon books; a student kneels before truth. Truth unveils itself not to the proud intellect, but to the heart that knows how to listen. MyKoul

Knowledge fills the mind. Wisdom empties it. The scholar stands. The student kneels. And truth comes only to those who bow. MyKoul

Greatest joy is not in never falling but in rising after every fall.

*Hard Work & Success "There is no shortcut to success—hard work builds the road." "Success is not gifted; it is earned through effort and patience." "Work hard in silence, and let your results speak." "Talent may start the race, but hard work finishes it." "Every hour of honest effort plants a seed for tomorrow's success." "Dreams become real only when effort walks with them." Time Management & Success "Time is your most valuable resource—use it wisely." "Managing time today creates freedom tomorrow." "Success begins when you respect your time." "Small daily efforts, done on time, lead to big achievements." "Wasting time is easy; using it well is powerful." "Your future depends on how you spend your hours now." Combined Advice (Hard Work + Time) "Hard work needs time, and time needs discipline." "When effort meets good time management, success follows." "Use your time well, work with purpose, and success will grow

Feed a dog, it will not beat or eat you; Gratitude keeps its teeth at rest.

اللہ تعالٰی ہر اُس شخص کو کامیابی عطا فرماتا ہے، جو مسلسل محنت کرتا ہے، اور اپنا قیمتی وقت ضائع نہیں کرتا۔ یاد رکھیں: بغیر محنت کے کچھ حاصل نہیں ہوتا۔ اپنے خوابوں کی تکمیل کے لیے آج ہی سے قدم بڑھائیں! #محنت #کامیابی #وقت_کی_قدرت #حوصلہ #اللہ_پر_بھروسہ

Dirty water does not stop a plant from growing. It rises through hidden veins, bearing its burden into leaf, blossom, and fruit— fruit that feeds the eye yet sickens the body of those who taste it, trusting the beauty of its skin.

Strive not for distinction, but for action within your capacity and capability. MyKoul

It is wise to look back at our failures— In order to gather the wisdom that helps us succeed in this very moment.

"If rewards were for rote recitation of the Qur'an alone, parrots would be first in line this Ramadan."

'Everyone is like an oyster in the ocean of unity and God is in this oyster.'

Knowledge needs refinement. Ignorance needs banishment.

Let us learn by history and not be overrided by emotions.

Do not rejoice when your enemy falls. Rejoice instead when injustice fails. For hearts that awaken are— victories greater than defeated foes. March,8,2026

Resistance It is better to resist with unwavering resilience than to endure the domination and aggression of evil. Better to face death than live a life corrupted and abominable. Surrender is never a path to peace. True peace arises only from courage, integrity, and the defense of what is just. Do not misunderstand the concept of jihad—it is the sacred struggle in self-defense, in the preservation of life, dignity, and survival. MyKoul March,10,2026

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