Posts Tagged: Hafez

Hafez on removing yourself #poetry #sufipoetry

Well. Again with the silver-tongued Persians…   Come! For last night, the tavern’s unseen voice told me to be pleased with the divine decree and not to flee from destiny Between Lover and Beloved there is no barrier You yourself are your own veil, Hafez. Remove yourself! Hafez of Shiraz mjanecolette TellMe@mjanecolette.com WANT LOVE LETTERS?  💕 SIGN UP FOR LOVE LETTERS & GET A FREE BOOK! 💕

Hafez on removing yourself #poetry #sufipoetry

Well. Again with the silver-tongued Persians…   Come! For last night, the tavern’s unseen voice told me to be pleased with the divine decree and not to flee from destiny Between Lover and Beloved there is no barrier You yourself are your own veil, Hafez. Remove yourself! Hafez of Shiraz mjanecolette TellMe@mjanecolette.com WANT LOVE LETTERS?  💕 SIGN UP FOR LOVE LETTERS & GET A FREE BOOK! 💕

My love has sent no letter

I am heart-sick, because… My love has sent no letter for a long time now…I´ve heard no salutations from him, no inquiries, not one word… I´ve written him a hundred times, But that hard’riding King Has sent no emissary back,

My love has sent no letter

I am heart-sick, because… My love has sent no letter for a long time now…I´ve heard no salutations from him, no inquiries, not one word… I´ve written him a hundred times, But that hard’riding King Has sent no emissary back,

Chain you to my body / Hafiz

CHAIN YOU TO MY BODY All These words Are just a front. What I would really like to do is Chain you to my body, Then sing for days And days and Days­ About God. Translation is always dangerous, and

Chain you to my body / Hafiz

CHAIN YOU TO MY BODY All These words Are just a front. What I would really like to do is Chain you to my body, Then sing for days And days and Days­ About God. Translation is always dangerous, and

Hafiz on desire

I will not deny what I desire. My lips want your lips, not a substitute. – Hafiz (Hafez) Me: Oh, fuck, yes! You: He’s talking about Allah, God, the Divine, you know, you heathen whore. Me: He. Is. Not. You: He is.

Hafiz on desire

I will not deny what I desire. My lips want your lips, not a substitute. – Hafiz (Hafez) Me: Oh, fuck, yes! You: He’s talking about Allah, God, the Divine, you know, you heathen whore. Me: He. Is. Not. You: He is.