Book in this metre
This page shows only poems in the metre مفعول مفاعیلن مفعول مفاعیلن (هزج مثمن اخرب).
I never worshipped forms; I broke the idol house. I am a rushing flood, which bursts all bounds.
A hundred nights of wailing, a hundred mornings of travail, a hundred fire-emitting sighs: The product? One poignant verse.
A true lover does not differentiate between the Ka‘bah and the idol-house. The one is the Beloved’s privacy, the other His appearing publicly.
This azure sky, all that is high, all that is low, for all its vastness, is encompassed in the lover’s heart.
