Love, Arthur, Love!

There is no salvation for the soul
But to fall in Love.
It has to creep and crawl
Among the Lovers first.

Only Lovers can escape
From these two worlds.
This was written in creation.

Only from the heart Heart
Can you reach the sky.
The rose of Glory
Can only be raised in the Heart.

Although you want me to be myself, but think again. Does humanity need my rants and endless prose and poetry, devoid of best wisdom? When Rumi's perfume still afresh, fragrant, when yours and mine world, globalized unevenly, unfairly? Think again. And answer. What should I do?

2 did criticisms:

Awais said...

Rumi didn't become Rumi is a day; it was a long journey. You are on your own journey. There have been moments, honestly, when i have read your blog and thought "This boy would go a long way!".

Everyone at one point or another has doubts about his worth, his place in the world. I'm sure Rumi would have had his doubts. But Rumi didn't write because the world needed him; Rumi wrote because he had a poem. Write your poem.

M. Umer Toor said...


Very true. True. That's the why it should be. It is. Thanks!

"Rumi wrote because he had a poem."

Even historically that's correct. His days consisted of political turmoil in Muslim lands. He never cared for the masses.

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