Mystic Qalandar Poems

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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I see the light—
the ancient radiance,
the first breath of dawn
that ignited me
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Did I come only to see you?
And you—are you apart from me,
or watching through my eyes?
What truths lie hidden,
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Most drape themselves in borrowed hues—
a bright cloak for the world to praise.
But inside, chambers lie in disarray:
the lamp unlit, the sanctuary silent.
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Gracious Lord!
By the breadth of Your mercy I am upheld,
by the light of Your wisdom I am sustained.
"Your mercy encompasses all things, "
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You Are The True Name

Do not say:
"I will depart from you."
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Is it to rouse my hidden soul
that the hives hum without cease,
their golden labour burning
even in night's chamber?
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Spring comes in its own time,
silent as a hidden breath,
trailing winter's icy grace
to adorn the dawn
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Diplopic Eyed

We are not twin flames,
but a single fire,
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Only God knows
who hides behind the glowing screen—
faceless, nameless—
yet heavy with the smoke
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