perhaps love is using you
in ways unimagined ways
to heal yourself
heal hearts of the way
submit in the journey
to love’s demands
even if that requires
you witnessing your death
perhaps love is using you
in ways unimagined ways
to heal yourself
heal hearts of the way
submit in the journey
to love’s demands
even if that requires
you witnessing your death
Your overflowing love
Has become a means to
Expand constricted hearts
All my life
I spent supposedly loving you
All my life it was always HU
I spent my youth seeking you
I spent my life covering faults
loving underdogs
Serving every wayfarer
That crossed my path
For you, Oh Hu
All my life
I planned and plotted
A love Revolution
Passionately I devoted
Every faculty and limb
For love’s way
I desired to be a Saaqi
So I poured and poured
From the eternal ocean
Of your very Friends
To seekers with empty cups
How foolish
I assumed this love was reciprocal
The love of your beloved
And his family
I’ve given all I have
My body
Spirit
All that I own
And supposedly possess
Every breath you
Hosh Dar Dam
My flesh and offspring
All wasn’t enough
Insufficient
I suppose
All in your service
Every step you
The path you
I seek their footprints
I sought her feet
To be lead to you
Nazar Bar Qadam
Nothing remains
I am house poor
Alas a pauper
My garments torn
Banished from my assumed home
I seek to return to my real home
Safar Dar Watan
Last night the angel of death
Arrived at my bedside
He asked me
About me
I knew not what to utter
As I’ve lost myself in you
So silence became my speech
Tell me why
Why did you unveil
My secret
That what you knew
covered and clothed
I am bare
Tell me why
For truth to manifest
Or for my final death
How delusional was my darkened
Soul
Assuming this love was reciprocal
You’ve uncovered all
To eyes and hearts
Exposed me like none
Where all that I hid
Now in plain sight
I am convinced
That this love is one way
I was simply swimming in
Shallow waters
Seeking eternal
Seeking you
You banished me
Seeking your beloveds
Is this the reward
For loving you?
My greatest sin
Is Love
For this I am ruined
In a world of black and white
I wonder why.
Sands of Karbala
I asked through you
To be placed upon Hallaj’s ladder
Sands of Karbala
I asked to receive punishment
Of the ashiq and mashuq
Is it pay back time
Where you witness
The blood of a Husaaini spill
Does death bring you
Joy?
My body became numb
My heart still
As I breathe calmly
My eyes well up with red ink
I promise you
If a dagger jabbed me
I feel nothing
Slander me
With the cruelest of names
I care not
Today I face my trial
Of my final death
Witness me world
Become eternal
Spirit today
Cry not upon my death
With this final blow
I am Husaain
It seems I am being pushed by the waves of eternity into that direction
All
Lines
Blurred
Deleted
No telling of who is who
i decided not to mention
how deadly my company
is
so i pretended to be a novice
just like you
we want our impact on
on the environment
as such
that mere contact
with us
should immediately kill you
our glance alone
must cause death
in the midst of a storm
space and silence
alters states
SAKÏNA descends
infusing inspiration
summoning the soul
with secret revelation