“This is the kind of Friend
You are –
Without making me realize
My soul’s anguished history,
You slip into my house at night,
And
while I am sleeping,
You silently carry off
All my suffering and sordid past
In Your beautiful
Hands.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )
Compiled by : ram H singhal
for
( Monday poetry Blog )
“Run my dear, from anything that may not strengthen your precious budding wings.
Run like hell my dear, from anyone likely to put a sharp knife into the sacred, tender Vision of your Beautiful Heart.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )
Love All.
(c) ram H singhal
“This is the kind of Friend
You are – Without making me realize
My soul’s anguished history,
You slip into my house at night,
And while I am sleeping,
You silently carry off
All my suffering and sordid past
In Your Beautiful Hands.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )
Love All.
(c) ram H singhal
What we Speak becomes the House we live in.
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )
Love All.
(c) ram H singhal
What do ” Sad People ” have in common?
It seems they have all built a shrine to the past and often go there and do a Strange Wail and Worship.
What is the Beginning of Happiness?
It is to stop being so religious like that.
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )
Love All.
(c) ram H singhal
“Carry your Heart through this world like a Life-giving Sun.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )
Love All.
(c) ram H singhal
Your heart and my heart are very, very Old friends.
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )
Love All.
(c) ram H singhal
Mine is the ” Joy of her Companionship ” ,
Whose healing lip is laid upon my lip ,
This is enough for me!
I have my Love, what more can I obtain?
I have my Love, what more can I obtain?
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )
Love all.
(c) ram H singhal
Be kind to your sleeping heart. Take it out into the vast fields of light…And let it breathe.
Hafiz
Life is a Game of Chess , those who Chase with Love becomes Ordinary to Extraordinary . — ram H singhal
Love all.
(c) ram H singhal
Love sometimes wants to do us a great favor:
hold us upside down
and
Shake all the Nonsense out.
Hafiz
Life is ” Dances of Senses ” and instances of Nonsenses . ram H singhal
Love All.
(c) ram H singhal
Fragrant Breeze 