Wednesday, July 27, 2011

— Rumi (Love: The Joy That Wounds: The Love Poems of Rumi)

"You try to be faithful
And sometimes you're cruel.
You are mine. Then, you leave.
Without you, I can't cope.

And when you take the lead,
I become your footstep.
Your absence leaves a void.
Without you, I can't cope.

You have disturbed my sleep,
You have wrecked my image.
You have set me apart.
Without you, I can't cope."

1 comments:

  1. like the air to wind, your wishes reigns supreme.

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