Diary of a MYSTIC

Understanding is freedom




My body is made from lucid dreams, And sensual foams. Harp player's hands whispered me into living, on face of Earth. I only knew how to worship the melody of his fingers, his delightful touch. I forgot the song, memories... Continue Reading →


Had your way with me

​You had your way with me. I gave up everything,  journey around the world,  for a moment alone with you.  I kissed many stars,  Slept uncovered  beneath many moonlights. One step at the time,  I met all shadows and darkness... Continue Reading →

Return of a bird

There are lovers content with longing. I’m not one of them. -Rumi Burn me in Fire of Truth, scatter my dust into wind. In my nothingness, I see everything.  Listen, hear the poem humming in my silence. I have lived... Continue Reading →

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