How long should i bear this distressed life because of hopes and fears all those piled up thoughts filling my brain with hopes and fears
pour into my throat
whatever has been
my share of life
don’t make me wait forever
like a knocker on a door
with hopes and fears
these moments i feel
i’ve lost all my colors
because of hopes and fears
you are forever
my shining sun and
i am like this poem
restless with hopes and fears.
~ Rumi
– Ghazal 876
Translation by Nader Khalili
“Rumi, Fountain of Fire”;
Cal-Earth Press, 1995 |
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