tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73399617047525547412024-02-18T20:35:51.395-08:00In The Spirit of RumiA collection of poetry about mysticism and spirituality
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895091325409675915noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339961704752554741.post-45527531655264850372018-11-20T16:44:00.000-08:002018-11-20T17:22:06.032-08:00Dreams are RealI see non-existence<br />
The bigger world<br />
The one that is not material<br />
And for all practical purposes<br />
It doesn't exist.<br />
But it is there<br />
*****<br />
I see it in my dreams<br />
In my OBEs<br />
In my daydreams<br />
In my imaginations<br />
So do you, don't you?<br />
You just have to open your heart<br />
And put two and two together.<br />
Only then you know the secret<br />
Only then, you are truly free.<br />
Existence multiply and multiplies.<br />
It changes, it obeys the laws of physics<br />
But, only the non-existence can create.<br />
Dreams are mothers of creation<br />
Imagination Creates<br />
That is your connection<br />
To the Ultimate non-existent one.<br />
Every first creation is a dream<br />
Yes, even yours<br />
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©Kabuli Nov20 2018 SeattleAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895091325409675915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339961704752554741.post-75828715526737284242018-05-17T07:25:00.001-07:002018-05-17T08:11:01.819-07:00I was a poet onceI was a poet once<br />
What a powerful one<br />
Words of magic<br />
Were hidden in those verses<br />
Words of love<br />
With a purity of sparkling water<br />
From the very top of the mountain<br />
Every syllable<br />
Had the gentleness of the morning breeze<br />
That brings life<br />
To even the laziest creatures.<br />
Yes, words were so beautiful<br />
That I always doubted<br />
I wrote them.<br />
You made me write them<br />
You give them beauty<br />
Out of this world.<br />
Because I wanted words to match<br />
Your incredible beauty<br />
Which truly was<br />
Outside this universe.<br />
I could never write the same<br />
Never ever again.<br />
You pretended you wanted to go<br />
I let you go so soon<br />
I didn't want to be a bother<br />
I didn't want to stalk you.<br />
So all I did<br />
I gave you the book<br />
Collection of those poems.<br />
For I could never say those words<br />
With such a beauty<br />
To someone<br />
Other than you.<br />
You gladly accepted it.<br />
You wanted it with all the desire.<br />
For you never wanted to go<br />
You were pretending<br />
And for me " I want to go"<br />
Was something I respected.<br />
It was the written words of God to Moses.<br />
You went to some parallel universe.<br />
So went that book of poetry.<br />
I wish I could read it now just for memory<br />
But I know that parallel universe<br />
Can never be accessible<br />
From the Universe, I live in<br />
The universe that I am stuck in<br />
Forever.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895091325409675915noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339961704752554741.post-76529670491099210282018-01-03T01:55:00.002-08:002018-01-04T00:15:19.747-08:00MeditationLaying on my back<br />
Lights are off<br />
Tchaikovski is playing<br />
For, it is the least disturbing music<br />
That can mask the noise around me<br />
I am trying to detach<br />
To stop the train of thoughts<br />
That is buzzing at a speed<br />
Faster than the speed of light<br />
<br />
******<br />
Good luck Kabuli,<br />
Or whatever your name is.<br />
I hear telling myself.<br />
Relaxation is not in your destiny.<br />
Leave enlightenment to others.<br />
<br />
*******<br />
My foot is itching<br />
So does the back of my ears.<br />
A backache comes from nowhere<br />
And that ibuprofen I took<br />
For a headache or a migraine<br />
Said thank you for swallowing<br />
But now leave me alone<br />
<br />
******<br />
I laugh at myself<br />
How naive and helpless I am.<br />
Got to be strong to meditate<br />
To detach and to forget,<br />
<br />
********<br />
Wait, what is that?<br />
Who is talking?<br />
A soundless voice<br />
In the back of my head.<br />
Your voice? My voice?<br />
His voice? Who cares?<br />
Voices don't discriminate.<br />
It is for no one in particular<br />
********<br />
You hear soundless voices<br />
When you lose sense of self<br />
When you don't have an ego.<br />
That particular blade of grass<br />
Thinks the rain started pouring<br />
Just for him, because of him.<br />
The rain laughs<br />
And never says you are wrong<br />
While continues pouring,<br />
**********<br />
Soundless Voice<br />
Like the voice of conscience<br />
Could be signs of illumination.<br />
The ones with the sound,<br />
That you can hear<br />
And no one else<br />
Are definitely signs of schizophrenia<br />
*********<br />
So I put those fluid voices<br />
Inside the molding containers<br />
To cool them down<br />
To make them solid<br />
*******<br />
And there it is.<br />
They take forms<br />
Recognizable forms<br />
The form of words,<br />
*******<br />
Now I understand what is it saying.<br />
" Rise above yourself<br />
Look at you as you look at someone else"<br />
But how I say<br />
That is crazy, how do I look at myself<br />
Like it is someone else?<br />
*****<br />
" Not a first" I hear.<br />
Like that globe<br />
The three-dimensional globe<br />
Appearing and disappearing<br />
From two dimensional flatland<br />
Or that tesseract, the hypercube<br />
In " A Wrinkle in Time".<br />
********<br />
I laugh and say no problem<br />
Travel between dimensions<br />
Was always my strongest skill, Not!<br />
I don't give up.<br />
I can do it, I can do it.<br />
*******<br />
I am an observer,<br />
I am me, I am you, I am us<br />
The universe itself.<br />
A smile on my face<br />
Looking down<br />
Or what earthly people call "down"<br />
*******<br />
Oh, there is a guy,<br />
Laying on a bed<br />
A bed that I stupidly called my bed<br />
A moment ago<br />
I can see his foot is itching<br />
So is the back of his ears.<br />
He has a headache<br />
Four Ibuprofen is his stomach<br />
That does nothing but dissolve.<br />
******<br />
I smile at him<br />
I remember him writing this poem<br />
Which is our poem now,<br />
A headache, backache, itching?<br />
Not a good thing, not a bad thing<br />
They are things<br />
They are what they are.<br />
And I move to the next scenery.<br />
<br />
Kabuli<br />
January 3rd, 2018<br />
Heaven on Earth, Seattle<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895091325409675915noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339961704752554741.post-80317906923407441992017-09-13T04:34:00.001-07:002017-09-13T05:41:34.683-07:00Strangers!!!<div dir="ltr">
~The last person you would ever know, is yourself ~<br />
Most of my life<br />
I am a stranger to myself.<br />
Things I don't know.<br />
Potential of all I can be.<br />
I think there is an invisible hand<br />
Pulling a curtain<br />
Hiding me from myself<br />
And the Universe<br />
From both of us.<br />
Trinity. Separation.<br />
But there are moments.<br />
A wormhole or two open up<br />
Trinity is gone<br />
Me and myself don't exist.<br />
I see one, not three.<br />
I cherish those moments.<br />
For I see with clarity.<br />
The questions that I don't know<br />
That I don't know how to answer.<br />
Are the questions I didn't ask<br />
From myself, because I assumed<br />
I don't know.<br />
Or too complicated for my brain<br />
Forgetting that brains are numerous<br />
But consciousness is one<br />
Believe me, there is only one consciousness<br />
In this universe and beyond<br />
Consciousness resides in non-existence<br />
You just have to tap into it.<br />
And don't be surprised.<br />
When you get there.<br />
You forget to ask anything<br />
Not forget, just seems silly to ask<br />
Since you already know the answer.<br />
You would know milk is not white<br />
And milk is not black. Milk is just milk<br />
But most importantly, who even cares?<br />
What milk is?</div>
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Kabuli<br />
September 13, 2017</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895091325409675915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339961704752554741.post-24342586114098065612017-05-03T03:56:00.001-07:002017-08-03T02:29:33.326-07:00A poem that was never written <div dir="ltr">
Un poème, jamais écrit. <br />
شعری که هرگز نوشته نشد <br />
Стихотворение, никогда не написанное</div>
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Once upon a time.. <br />
Planet Earth was thriving with life. <br />
Civilization they called humans. <br />
Reached the edges of knowledge<br />
Created art, technology, and science<br />
Wrote books of all kinds<br />
Pierced the skies and landed on the moon<br />
Circled Jupiter, recorded bursts <br />
From the Sun. <br />
Argued with philosophy <br />
And wrote beautiful poetry. <br />
But they never got mature enough<br />
To value knowledge over ignorance <br />
Reality over fiction, fantasy or mythology<br />
And reason over nonsense<br />
They lived in an illusion<br />
Looking for proofs in hallucinations. <br />
What they called the twenty-first century<br />
Made it be their last<br />
Some of them even looked forward <br />
To destruction, to rupture<br />
So a man from the sky, can come and save them. <br />
They killed each other<br />
Destroyed the planet<br />
made it uninhabitable to life. <br />
Just because they wanted myths to win<br />
And truth to get buried<br />
Under the noise of lies<br />
Under the ashes of ego<br />
And the falsehood.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895091325409675915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339961704752554741.post-21616210754688148402017-03-18T16:19:00.001-07:002017-08-03T02:17:35.652-07:00In The Beginning <div dir="ltr">
Happy Spring all<br />❤️❤️❤️❤️<br />Act one. <br />In the silence of nothingness<br />I see a curtain goes aside <br />Nobody blinks<br />No one breathes<br />A tiny sparkle<br />Smaller than an atom<br />Or an electron or a quark<br />Starts dancing before it explodes. <br />The world is created. <br />Everybody is mesmerized <br />All look forward<br />But I try to pay attention <br />Somehow I feel<br />I left something behind<br />I look back <br />Just on time<br />To catch the ending credits<br />From a leaving showcase. <br />I see bold letters<br />THE END. <br />Suddenly it hits me. <br />I have seen those acts before. <br />There always have been <br />Act One before. <br />So many times<br />All the way to infinity. <br />I see electrons, saying goodbyes <br />To each other<br />Some with happy faces. <br />Some have shocked emotions. <br />One says: What the H? <br />I see his dad, puts a finger of Silence <br />On his lips<br />Mom says traveling to Neverland<br />To ultimate nothingness <br />To non-existence <br />Was always our path<br />Our destiny<br />We are going to be observers<br />Laughing observers<br />With no responsibility <br />No one to answer too. <br />Well done<br />So long all. <br />Meet you on the other side<br />In nothingness<br />****<br />Now after fourteen billion years. <br />In this version of act one<br />I remember like yesterday<br />Those goodbyes. Those worries<br />And assurances of mom and dad. <br />And I realize. <br />My soul is eternal. <br />Always travels back and forth<br />Between nothingness<br />And the world of existence. <br />I make the rules, I create worlds. <br />Then I abide by those rules. <br />Then I end it<br />And start all over again. <br />Kabuli<br />March 18, 2017.<br />. <br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895091325409675915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339961704752554741.post-32572024404279520822017-02-14T05:06:00.001-08:002017-02-14T05:08:43.376-08:00NOT YOUR WORLD <p dir="ltr">A tyrant said<br>
You don't like my world<br>
Just leave. <br>
I laughed<br>
And laughed some more. <br>
The more I laugh<br>
The madder he gets. <br>
******<br>
Your world? <br>
Since when was it yours? <br>
Since the day I was born<br>
This is my world. <br>
I change it with.my mind<br>
With my values<br>
Make it transform <br>
Around me. <br>
I am not a destroyer like you<br>
I am a maker<br>
My action is love<br>
Not hate like yours. <br>
Love is the currency <br>
Of this world<br>
My world. <br>
Hate is counterfeit. <br>
You can exchange it once<br>
You can exchange it twice. <br>
At the end people will recognize<br>
What is fake<br>
What has no value<br>
*****<br>
Love buys every time<br>
It will never fall <br>
Out of style<br>
It is the real thing. </p>
<p dir="ltr">By Kabuli<br>
Valentine's day 2017<br>
My world.. Seattle</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895091325409675915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339961704752554741.post-22542940762926895412016-10-28T17:29:00.000-07:002016-10-28T17:32:18.380-07:00A New Kind of Prayer<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
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<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">This is how I pray<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">When Sunday is over<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">But Monday is a still not here<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Just like dimensions you don't see<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">There are days and nights you cannot feel<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">*****<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Those are illusive days<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">And the nights are even more hidden<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Behind the curtains<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Full of mystery, full of secrecy.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">You got to be careful <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">To catch them at the right moment<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">The right time<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">The right angle<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Or they are gone forever<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">*******<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">They say Noah lived 950 years<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Of course I don't believe it<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">But I also know it is true<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Because almost 900 of those<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Happened on those invisible years<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">When Sunday is gone<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">But Monday is not here<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">********<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">On that Day<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">When the sun is not up<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">And neither down.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I face another dimension<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I whisper:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Dear God<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Do you think it is a good idea?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">To listen to my prayers sometime?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">If you think so<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I have some favors to ask.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Can you write them down?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Never mind, you don’t forget of course.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">So:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">First of all.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Please forgive me<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">For not being a follower<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Because quiet often<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">People who claim to represent you<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Or came from you<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Done and do more harm<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Than good in this world<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">******<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">And that gentleman<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Or whatever he is<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">That you created from fire<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Or from Soy milk<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I don’t know<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">His name is Satan<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Or something like that.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I don’t know why he is here<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">And for what purpose.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Not to serve my needs for sure.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Do whatever you want with him<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">But please keep him away from me<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Amen<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Thank you for listening<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I think that’s all for now<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fafafa; font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Night and bride have a lot in common</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fafafa; font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Night is full of stars.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fafafa; font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Bride is the essence of beauty</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fafafa; font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Beauty itself. The definition of it.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fafafa; font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Bride is the meaning of love</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fafafa; font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The source of life, life itself.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fafafa; font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Life and hope</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fafafa; font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">That moves the world.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fafafa; font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">So our bride tied the knot</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fafafa; font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And the night showcased</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fafafa; font-family: "verdana"; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And the shiny sparkling path.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #c0504d;">دروغ</span></h1>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">☼☼☼</span><br />
گفتی دروغ بگو و راحت باش<br />
گفتم چشم اما دروغ من همه راستیست<br />
آنچه همه راستی گویند فریب است و قصه کودکان<br />
آنچه من گویم همه دروغست درین جهان<br />
زیرا با حواس پنجگانه نمیشود آنرا دریافت<br />
آنچه دیگران را پیدا باشد ز من همیشه پنهان است<br />
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گفتی سرم را بدرد آوردی ندانم چگویی.<br />
گفتم عجب نیست زیرا زبانی که من حرف زنم<br />
تا کنون الفبایش نیافریدند.<br />
گفتی نمیشود به زبانم حرف زنی<br />
گفتم چرا گوشهایت را ببند<br />
فقط آنزمان سرم برایت هویدا گردد<br />
☼☼☼<br />
گفتی ز کفر و الحاد توبه کن<br />
گفتم نعوذ بالله کفر من ایمان است<br />
هرانچه ایمان گویند کفر مطلق است<br />
هرانچه امام و ملا گوید<br />
شرط انصاف نیست که گویم خدا گوید<br />
☼☼☼<br />
گفتی از کژ رهی بگذر ره راست پیشه کن<br />
گفتم من پا ندارم که راست روم یا کژ<br />
روح من کره ایست آتشین از نسل آفتاب<br />
به هر نکته اتکاه کند مرکز است<br />
بهر جهت سیر نماید راه راست است<br />
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گفتی حوصلهام بسر آمد دگر نخواهم شنیدن <br />
گفتم سبحان الله آنچه در انجام گفتی<br />
آغاز رهاییست<br />
☼☼☼<br />
کابلی ۲۰۱۰ حق چاپ محفوظ است.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">By Kabuli 2010 ©TheCarriageHorse.com. All Rights Reserved</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895091325409675915noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339961704752554741.post-14229758023108530852010-08-13T23:40:00.000-07:002015-06-25T20:06:53.664-07:00Paint Store!!!همه جا دکان رنگ است همه رنگ می فروشد<br />
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This beautiful masterpiece was written by the great Afghan poet, Razeq Faani, who passed away in 2010.<br />
May his soul be always free because he never sold it when he was alive!<br />
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Everywhere is a paint store, everyone is selling colors.<br />
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I feel sorry for the glass, everyone is selling stones.<br />
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With her mischievous look, how beautifully<br />
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She steals my simple heart, than <br />
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She sells it back with cuteness and beauty.<br />
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From this fire you put on my heart every night.<br />
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Make it stronger my sigh, burn the world with it.<br />
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Who is sitting on the store of luck merchants?<br />
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He is stealing flowers of laugh, selling sorrow of war in return.<br />
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Nobody is feeling sorrow to no one, limits are so pushed.<br />
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Every deer is selling her fawn to tigers.<br />
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No one has seen a pearl in our deep waters for a while now.<br />
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Because whatever is inside a shell, has been sold to the whale.<br />
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From this hot oven of Fani, don’t expect calm poems.<br />
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Don’t ask for a bouquet of flowers, in a shop that sells gun.<br />
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Sorry This was my best attempt, I hope his soul will forgive me.<br />
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Translated by Kabuli. 2010, All rights reserved.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895091325409675915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339961704752554741.post-23306396585340368882010-05-09T09:28:00.000-07:002015-06-25T17:51:39.588-07:00The Death of Sun<div style="text-align: right;">
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عکسی از ناسا دیدم که شما اینجا میبیند. نیبولای چشم پشک مرگ آفتابی را نشان میدهد با چه زیبایی و مرا وادار به سرودن این شعر ساخت. مسئله هستی و نیستی (وجود و عدم) یکی از مسائل خیلی بغرنج فلسفی هست که روی دست دارم تا به استایل قرن ۲۱ و با در نظر داشت علم امروز بیان دارم. اگر این برایتان جالب است بنویسید، تمام شد برایتان میفرستم. تا آنزمان میتوانید آنچه نوشتم در باره جبر و اختیار، نظم و بی نظمی کاینات، خوب و بد را بخوانید و معذرت این حقیر را بپذیرید</div>
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ببین جشن مردن آفتاب چه زیباست</div>
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آنچه به نیستی پیوندد خوشیاش بی منتهاست</div>
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ز نیستی جاودانگی آید پدیدار</div>
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هرانچه نیست هستی را همی سازد عیار </div>
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ز نیستی آنچه هستیست آفریده شد.</div>
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آنچه زیبائیست به هستی زنده شد.</div>
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هستی و نیستی دو روی یک گوهرند.</div>
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قشنگی و ابدیت مکمل یک دیگرند</div>
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ببستند پای مندر بین این دو<br />
ندانم کجاست آغاز اوکجاست انجام من .</div>
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By Kabuli 2010 All rights reserved.<br />
©TheCarriageHose.comAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895091325409675915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339961704752554741.post-11567965533111356172009-10-23T00:49:00.000-07:002015-06-25T15:52:54.690-07:00Shades of greyThis is not a separate post or subject.<br />
I will try to explain the poem I just posted before this: The Kaleidoscope.<br />
Let’s start from some wise peoples quotes:<br />
A bird flies in the sky; a hunter sees its moving shadow on plains. He is shooting arrows at the shadow. At the end of the day he had exhausted his load of ammunition, tired, getting nothing in return. (Rumi)... We are that hunter, nobody seen the bird.<br />
We are that fetus in our mother’s wombs, unaware of how big the world invisible to us is (Rumi)<br />
The most knowledgeable person is the one who finally discovered that he knows nothing. (Socrates)<br />
We are the people inside a cave. We see shadows of the people from outside on the walls of our caves and we don’t know who or what they are and what is that world? Much bigger than ours. (Plato)<br />
Now let me ask you some questions which will serve as explanation:<br />
What colors exist beyond ultraviolet and Infra-red? Isn't our narrow visible spectrum less than one percent of the whole spectrum?<br />
Do dogs and dolphins, turtles and frogs, eagles and sharks see the same colors? What color do they see the world in? Which world is real, which colors are authentic? Do cats or flying squirrel see beyond infrared or ultraviolet? Etc.<br />
Now nothing is black and white and everything is different shade of grey. Is right what you believe is right and wrong what you believe is wrong? Doesn’t that change depending by age, years, century or what society you live in and what is your prospective? So the most important and final question: Does ultimate right exist?<br />
Ok, I gave you enough to think about. Good luck <br />
©Kabuli, 2009 all right reservedAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895091325409675915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339961704752554741.post-22763422933969657402009-10-23T00:41:00.000-07:002015-06-25T15:36:31.752-07:00KaleidoscopeLooking through all those colors<br />
Giving me a headache<br />
I understand nothing<br />
What is real, what is not?<br />
Thinking about the origin<br />
Thinking about the nature<br />
Of everything I see, everything I feel.<br />
Nothing makes sense.<br />
I close my eyes.<br />
I try to see what is not there<br />
To see what have no color<br />
I hear a soundless voice.<br />
Take off the kaleidoscope <br />
They are attached to your eyes.<br />
It is there to create the illusion<br />
To make colors.<br />
Want the truth?<br />
Everything is grey.<br />
Even black and white doesn’t exist.<br />
What you call black is the darkest grey you can see.<br />
What you call white is the lightest grey you can sense.<br />
Everything else is a shade of grey.<br />
There are no colors.<br />
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