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Love Poems About Masnavi or Masnavi Love Poems

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Poem Details | by Pashang Salehi |
Categories: allusion, confusion, fantasy, loneliness, me, missing, sad,

Without me

                                       Without me ...

Nothing seems real, I am, without me.
      Alone and frightened, I am, without me.
My beloved me, left me one night.
      I looked in the mirror, me was not in sight.
I remember it well, when me and I were one.
      What happened to me, when oneness has been gone?
Me, and I in love, we had the same soul.  
      Cheek to cheek with me, two halves makes a whole.
I was seducing me, me ran away.
      What happened to I, when me no longer stay.
My me is gone from me. I am alone and lost.
      One day I’ll become. a lonely lonely dust.


Poem Details | by Pashang Salehi |
Categories: god, love,

Strange lover

                       Strange lover...   

I am in love, don’t know my lover; 
  One day for sure I will discover.
Every dawn, kisses, kisses with light,
  often whispering to me at night.
Where can I find you, Heaven or Earth?
  loving me tender, since my birth. 
Only my shadow knows its name, 
  if I don’t know it, who’s to blame.
How can I see you with blinded eyes?
  Asking my shadow, he always lies.
Living with a hope to see you close. 
  Hugging your sunset until it goes.
I am in love, don’t know my lover 
  One day for sure I will discover.


Poem Details | by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: philosophy, spiritual,

My God Is Love

Are we mystical beings? the child asked me.
Theological question given to thee.
How do I answer? I have nothing to hide.
My true response lies deeply way down inside.
Answer not easily given my child.
Oft given in dreams or walks in the wild.
So I say God wants you to hear your own truth.
Don’t listen to others or sayers of sooth.
Follow your spirit, your soul’s simple knowing.
Live your good hopes, your dreams always showing.
Answers will come from the love that you feel.
Not books or others, so follow your real.
I feel this: my God is love pure as snow.
And I hope to be His angel when I go.