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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When the stars of my hands trembled,
When I shattered like scattered dust,
You heard my cry pierce the night,
And wrapped me in mercy's cloak.
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When trembling hands betrayed my fear's despair,
When shattered, I found You alone were there.
You heard my call, my plea—You turned to stay,
Nor left me lost within the smothering gray.
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O my beloved Murshid,
My dearest Baba Jaan—
This is no mere poem,
But remembrance coursing
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Light And Melody

When the sun saw me
in early morning darkness—
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Time flows—
like something lost in the air,
rising from some unseen world,
whispering,
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You call me—
as if I run away.
But has the wind
ever stopped blowing?
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Like the quiet stride of a deer,
dawn unfolds in tender grace—
light spilling soft
into the forest,
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O my Lord,
Possessor of perfect power—
When You
Kneaded me with light,
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Love—
It is not merely a feeling,
But an eternal echo,
Rising from the silent depths
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