Mystic Qalandar Poems

You are in me,
flickering at the core of silence,
a hidden flame that breathes
through the hollow of my being.
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Behind iron bars, the nightingale still sings
Its anthem of freedom—unbroken.
The cruelest world cannot smother
The dawn blazing bright in its heart!
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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
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I was once a lion
of unseen wilds—
my roar, a clap of thunder;
my gaze, a lightning strike.
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Remember this truth:
You were not born to fade
like mist at dawn,
nor to vanish into shadows.
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My love, your words
Draw radiant rivers beyond time,
Flowing through sleeping valleys,
Through forests where shadow weeps—
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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,
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In dawn's embrace, the curtain parts,
The larks arise from veiled hearts.
Their wings, like kundal, shimmering bright,
Reflect the Face beyond all sight.
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He will never come—rest assured.
In Jewish tradition, the Messiah is awaited;
Christians await the return of Jesus;
Muslims speak of the Mahdi.
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A secret pulled from dark into light—
full and bright with the heart's steady beat,
singing past time's edges.
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