Category Archives: english language ghazals

We call out your name as we lift the glass of desire; Ages have past, but the heart does not burst into fire! Speech cannot find the words to offer an excuse- The mind is too busy with the business … Continue reading →

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Green grows the heart’s longing, vines on fire Breathing your name in love’s ascending gyre. Green grows the longing heart skyward, bright Tongues of flame praising the sweet Word of light. Your name, your bright name is our dawn laughter … Continue reading →

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May the muddy waters clear to reveal your face; May the mirror be polished to reflect your grace. The wretched mind always makes the same mistake Of forsaking the real and embracing the fake. The desire of self-image is brick … Continue reading →

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From dawn to dusk the earth is weeping tears of ice For the denial of the Prophet’s suffering for all of us. From dawn to dusk  the earth is burning in shame That the now-Christ remains unknown- without name. Now … Continue reading →

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Ten thousand Chernobyls rise to bless us For the Kali Yuga machine age of Progress. Energy is dirty when it promotes desire, When it starts smoking after smoking fire. The car has carried us to the precipice of disaster With … Continue reading →

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https://vimeo.com/341145828 I long to visit the cool arctic before it melts Away in a heat wave that inspires fascist dolts. The end of the world is coming faster than you think In a flood of stupidity that will drown the … Continue reading →

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The Master has said most of the world will perish; Don’t let this bamboozle you, but his name cherish. Earth, millions and millions of times passes away Into nothing; But the mind survives gross decay. And takes birth again and … Continue reading →

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The fall from grace that is a shooting star recalls the highest heaven from afar; O the Lord and Master has taken birth to bless man and creature and holy Earth! Print Friendly

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How the world cries for pie-in-the-sky and stellar bliss, but no heaven or starship can match the friend’s kiss. God high in the empyrean is the distant father- deaf and dumb until embraced as our very brother. We have forgotten … Continue reading →

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