Home Of Haqiqat Poem by Mystic Qalandar

O Home of Truth, I'd shatter for your sake
A thousand veils—illusions I would break.
Worldly homes of brittle clay, of fickle fire,
Shadows on the pyre, consumed by pyre.

Yet my soul could never cross your door—
That esoteric gate where, on the floor,
Seekers pour their egos like a river
To the sea's vast grace, and disappear forever.

Through cosmic night I roamed a thousand realms,
On starry paths, on shores where light overwhelms—
Fleeting gardens of the senses' bloom,
Deserts where the heart's mirage spells doom.

In every shrine, each temple's hollow plea,
My eyes found only halls of vacancy;
No spark of You, no echo of that flame
Where lover and Beloved share one name.

For You are Home, the core beyond the skies,
The hidden door where Unity replies—
Multiplicity yields to boundless hush,
And the wanderer rests, in that Home, to live.

MyKoul

March,10,2026