In the event that light is in your heart, you will view as your way home.
~ RUMI
Verse Of A Loner, [9/21/2021 10:58 AM]
The injury is where the Light enters you.
~ RUMI
Verse Of A Thoughtful person, [9/22/2021 11:04 AM]
What you look for is looking for you.
~ RUMI
Verse Of A Loner, [9/23/2021 7:30 AM]
You need to continue to make you extremely upset until it opens.
~ RUMI
Verse Of A Thoughtful person, [9/24/2021 9:45 AM]
I shut my mouth and addressed you in 100 quiet ways.
~ RUMI
Verse Of A Contemplative person, [9/25/2021 7:30 AM]
At the point when I'm with you, we stay up throughout the evening.
At the point when haven't arrived, I can't fall asleep.
Acclaim God for those two sleeping disorders!
Furthermore, the distinction between them.
~ RUMI
Verse Of A Loner, [9/26/2021 7:05 AM]
I need to sing like the birds sing, not agonizing over who hears or their thought process.
~ RUMI
Verse Of A Self observer, [9/27/2021 7:01 AM]
Raise your words, not voice. Downpour develops blossoms, not thunder.
~ RUMI
Verse Of A Thoughtful person, [9/28/2021 11:16 AM]
Your errand isn't to look for affection, however just to look for and track down every one of the boundaries inside yourself that you have worked against it.
~ RUMI
Verse Of A Loner, [9/29/2021 10:38 AM]
Darlings don't at last meet some place. They're in one another from the beginning.
~ RUMI
Verse Of A Contemplative person, [9/30/2021 11:18 AM]
The forest are beautiful, dim and profound,
However, I have vows to keep,
Furthermore, miles to go before I rest,
before I rest.
~ Robert Ice
Verse Of A Self observer, [10/1/2021 10:34 AM]
In three words I can summarize all that I've found out about existence: it goes on.
~ Robert Ice
Verse Of A Contemplative person, [10/3/2021 10:04 AM]
The congregation chimes ring a despairing round,
Calling individuals to a few different supplications,
Another unhappiness, more unpleasant considerations,
More harkening to the lesson's appalling sound.
Unquestionably the brain of man is firmly bound,
In some dark spell; seeing that every one tears
Himself from fireside delights, and Lydian airs,
What's more, chat high of those with brilliance crown'd
In any case, still they as well, and I ought to feel a sodden,
A chill as from a burial place, did I not know
That they are biting the dust like an outburnt light;
That 'tis their murmuring, crying ere they go
Into obscurity that new blossoms will develop,
What's more, many wonders of eternal stamp.
by John Keats
Verse Of A Thoughtful person, [10/4/2021 7:54 AM]
Brilliant star, would I were stedfast as thou craftsmanship"
Brilliant star, would I were stedfast as thou craftsmanship,
Not in solitary magnificence hung overhead the evening
Also, watching, with timeless covers separated,
Like nature's patient, restless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike errand
Of unadulterated bathing round earth's human shores,
Or on the other hand looking on the new delicate fallen veil
Of snow upon the mountains and the fields
No yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's maturing bosom,
To feel for at any point its delicate fall and swell,
Conscious for ever in a sweet distress,
All things considered, still to hear her delicate taken breath,
Thus live at any point or, more than likely faint to death.
by John Keats
Verse Of A Thoughtful person, [10/10/2021 6:42 AM]
What's more, THE Telephone Inquired:
Could you at any point keep yourself alive,
without me for some time?
Approach a breath from,
what's more, go out for a ride.
by Ali Seyyid
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Verse Of A Thoughtful person, [10/14/2021 7:02 AM]
Tingling contemplations of my heart disturbed me up,
with an extreme cure of soup on my cup.
Between the vantage point of the sore and the fix,
I generally underscore a deadened verse without a doubt.
- Ali Seyyid
Verse Of A Thoughtful person, [10/20/2021 8:29 AM]
Muggy my eyes swallowed my cheeks,
with an interior draining of contemplations I can't yet fix!
- Ali Seyyid
Verse Of A Thoughtful person, [10/24/2021 11:14 AM]
A Tribute to My Adored
I cherished Octobers,
it fragrance like blossoms,
also, the delicacy of it's aroma,
Caused me to recall your pith.
On it's twenty fourth
Master sent you to earth,
with an ethereal style
what's more, a heart with prominent persistence.
Whomever you related to,
neglected the mourn and the burden,
What's more, through your eyes they'd planted a new,
Pleased happy road.
by Ali Seyyid
(A birthday present to my darling sister Karolyne Zayede)
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