Posts Tagged: Sufi poets

Omar Khayyam on (what else) love #curlmytoes #whosaidthat #quote

Again with them silver-tongued Persians… How sad, a heart that does not know how to love, that does not know what it is to be drunk with love. If you are not in love, how can you enjoy the blinding light of the sun, the soft light of the moon? Omar Khayyam (View all illustrations from the first English-language edition of the Rubiyat of Omar Khayyam on Wikipedia) mjanecolette // TellMe@mjanecolette.com GET LOVE LETTERS  💕 GET A FREE BOOK! 💕 CHECK OUT TEXT ME, CUPID

Omar Khayyam on (what else) love #curlmytoes #whosaidthat #quote

Again with them silver-tongued Persians… How sad, a heart that does not know how to love, that does not know what it is to be drunk with love. If you are not in love, how can you enjoy the blinding light of the sun, the soft light of the moon? Omar Khayyam (View all illustrations from the first English-language edition of the Rubiyat of Omar Khayyam on Wikipedia) mjanecolette // TellMe@mjanecolette.com GET LOVE LETTERS  💕 GET A FREE BOOK! 💕 CHECK OUT TEXT ME, CUPID

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

Rumi: When I am with you

When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep. Praise God for these two insomnias! And the difference between them. The minute I heard my first love story I started

Rumi: When I am with you

When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep. Praise God for these two insomnias! And the difference between them. The minute I heard my first love story I started

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.