And Look - A thousand Blossoms
And look - a thousand blossoms with the day
Woke - and a thousand scatter'd into clay:
And this first summer month that brings the rose
Shall take Jamshed and Kaikobad away.
But Come With old Khayyam, And Leave
But come with old Khayyam, and leave the lot
Of Kaikobad and Kaikhosru forgot!
Let Rustam lay about him as he will,
Or Hatim Tai cry supper - heed them not.
With Me Along Some Strip
With me along some strip of herbage strown
That just divides the desert from the sown,
Where name of slave and sultan scarce is known,
And pity Sultan Mahmud on his throne.
Here With A Loaf Of Bread
Here with a loaf of bread beneath the bough,
A flask of wine, a book of verse - and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness-
And wilderness is paradise enow.
How Sweet Is Moral Sovranty
"How sweet is mortal sovranty!" - think some
Others - "How blest the paradise to come!"
Ah, take the cash in hand and waive the rest;
Oh, the brave music of a distant drum.
Look To The Rose That Blows About Us
Look to the rose that blows about us - "Lo,
"Laughing", she says, "into the world I blow:
"At once the silken tassel of my purse
"Tear, and its treasure on the garden throw."
The Worldly Hope Men Set Their Hearts Upon
The worldly hope men set their hearts upon
Turns ashes - or it prospers; and anon,
Like snow upon the desert's dusty face
Lighting a little hour or two - is gone.
Makhdoom's Quest For The Truth
Sufism : Journey Towards The Truth
Makhdoom's Quality Quest