Sufi Poem Quotes

“Sonnet of Silence

I am the loudest when I am silent,
My lips are shut yet I speak treasures.
Speech without heart is nothing but noise,
Listen to my silence, you'll hear the universe.
Words spoken with mere lips reach nowhere,
For it's the heart that makes words alive.
Tell people who you are without saying a word,
Speak from your very core, they'll listen alright.
I repeat, silent people have the loudest hearts,
For when you speak less you get to listen more.
The more you listen the more you are heard,
The more you hear the more you get to grow.
Set the words on fire, let them all turn to ashes.
Tell people who you are without all the speeches.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables

“THE DANCE OF ANGELS

Suzy Kassem

He spins and spins and spins
To remove all three layers of him
And with devout discipline
He spirals to ignite the light within.
He becomes a part
Of the solar system
And spirals to its cosmic hymn.
His soul transcends through
The mouth of God
To join the source
Of everything.

He turns and turns and turns
To open up windows to the universe
And with each circle of love he twirls
The love in his heart
Radiates and bursts.
His thirst for a meeting with the divine
Has been his only quest since birth,
And while rotating like the hand of time
He sings the 'AH' of an angel's verse.
As he turns and turns and turns
A million emotions and vibrations submerge
A luminous spectacle worth a million candles,
The Sufi dancer is poetry without
Words.


THE DANCE OF ANGELS by Suzy Kassem”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“Find The Human (The Sonnet)

Find the human in you, and,
You'll find the human in everybody.
The way things are inside,
So they are externally.
World is reflection of the self,
Outside is reflection of inside.
Blind heart maketh the world blind,
Kind heart maketh the world kind.
We cover our eyes with our hands,
And weep as children for it is too dark.
We let biases take over our behavior,
Then we shout why the world is so unjust.
Without heart all fancy exterior is delusion,
Only truth in the world is the one internal.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Either Reformist or Terrorist: If You Are Terror I Am Your Grandfather

“Love is Simple (The Sonnet)

Truth is simple,
Lies are complex.
Light is simple,
Darkness is complex.
Honesty is simple,
Deceit is complex.
Humility is simple,
Arrogance is complex.
Curiosity is simple,
Conspiracy is complex.
Acceptance is simple,
Discrimination is complex.
Peace is simple, war is complex.
Love is simple, hate is complex.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Either Reformist or Terrorist: If You Are Terror I Am Your Grandfather

“Muslim Not Terrorist (The Sonnet)

I am a Muslim, not a terrorist,
Just like not all whites are neonazi.
To hate, being an animal is enough,
Love is a sign of sapience and sanity.
Nobody is infidel to me,
For my faith is that of oneness.
Disbelief doesn't make one a kafir,
Only kafir is one without kindness.
No matter what we call water,
It quenches everybody's thirst equally.
I accept all religions to be true and equal,
For what matters is our common humanity.
I have but one message, love over all hatred.
Without love nobody's human, no matter our faith.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World

“Loveburnt (The Sonnet)

Jungle creatures look beautiful,
When they are in a habitat that's natural.
The human mind is beautiful when,
Mind and muhabbet are indistinguishable.
Don’t go about looking for your phone,
To google the meaning of muhabbet.
It's just a term for the timeless force of love,
The force at the core of all civilized sentience.
You can't force love, all you can do is,
Be vulnerable and reach out despite your insecurity.
Whether the person of your heart responds back,
Is not in your hands, but a matter of cosmic serendipity.
You may burn in the inferno of hate and fear all you want.
Bearing all snowstorm I stand unbent, ready to be loveburnt.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World

“If I Must Die (The Sonnet)

I have no desire to die as just,
Another writer like that bard fella.
If I must die as a writer, I will die as,
The first multi-cultural writer en historia.
I have no desire to die as just,
Another founder of a sect or nation.
If I must die as something, I'll die as,
One of the founders of human unification.
I have no desire to die as just another,
Coldhearted scientist or pompous philosopher.
If I must die as a scientist and philosopher,
I'll die as the one who made love truth's driver.
But above all that, I have no desire to die, period.
Cowards die, whereas I, am already martyred.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers

“Dervish Advaitam Sonnet

Aham dharmam, aham daivam,
Aham qurban for bhoolokam.
Aham nyayam, aham shastram,
Aham the end of all divisionism.
Aham prakriti, aham pralayam,
Aham the seed of all causality.
I am life, I am death as well,
Life to love ‘n death to inhumanity.
To most people family is the world,
But to me the world is family.
Because I am accountable for all life,
I am the epitome of collectivity.
All that is civilized starts with me.
Aham brahmandam, aham brahmasmi.


(aham: I am, dharmam: duty, daivam: divinity, qurban: sacrificed, bhoolokam: kingdom of earth, nyayam: justice, shastram: gospel, prakriti: nature, pralayam: apocalypse, brahmandam: universe, brahmasmi: almighty)”
― Abhijit Naskar, Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers

“No Time, No Space (The Sonnet)

There is no time, no space,
There is only love.
There is no intellect, no philosophy,
There is only love.
There is no defeat, no victory,
There is only love.
There is no loss, no gain,
There is only love.
There is no path, no pedestrian,
There is only love.
There is no mission, no means,
There is only love.
All of us are either echoes of love beyond chains,
Or just some traditional trash of glory and gain.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Gentalist: There's No Social Work, Only Family Work

“Ain't The Center (The Sonnet)

You are the Alpha,
You are Omega.
You are Altair,
You are the Vega.
You are the distance,
You are the contact.
You are the runner,
You are the racetrack.
You are the race,
You are the prize.
You are torchbearer,
You are the light.
You ain't the center of the universe.
For in reality, you are the universe.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Ingan Impossible: Handbook of Hatebusting

“Nothing Yet Everything (The Sonnet)

I am no sufi, yet,
Every sufi is my reflection.
I am no advaitin, yet,
Every advaitin is my reflection.
I am no mystic, yet,
Every mystic is my reflection.
I am no buddha, yet,
Every buddha is my reflection.
I am no humanist, yet,
Every humanist is my reflection.
I am no humanitarian, yet,
Every humanitarian is my reflection.
I am nothing, that's why I am everything.
Or perhaps, I'm everything, that's why I'm nothing!”
― Abhijit Naskar, Divane Dynamite: Only truth in the cosmos is love

“Pak I stand, pak I rise!
Call it pak, call it pure,
Sanctity knows no divide.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Mukemmel Musalman: Kafir Biraz, Peygamber Biraz

“Where there is wound, there is light.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yarasistan: My Wounds, My Crown

“Ramadan is not a muslim festival,
Ramadan is a human festival.
Ramadan is a reminder to rekindle our light,
Ramadan is the end of all feelings uncharitable.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Vande Vasudhaivam: 100 Sonnets for Our Planetary Pueblo

“Ramadan is resurrection of a promise divine,
Festival of one people is festival of humankind.
Ramadan is the end of all feelings unkind,
Ramadan is a human being a human's lifeline.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Vande Vasudhaivam: 100 Sonnets for Our Planetary Pueblo

“Himalayan Sonneteer Sonnet 56

Seni seviyorum be insan!
It's okay if you don't get a word I say.
You won't remember the words anyway,
It's the sentiment that makes the way.

There is a bridge from my heart to yours,
But you won't fathom it with all the words.
Oneness is a bridge revealed in silence,
Can you hear the pitter-patter of teardrops!

If you can't hear the teardrops of a warzone,
All your philosophies are basically useless.
If we can't light up the forgotten corners,
What's the point in discovering photoelectric effect!

What's the point of all these fancy words and doohickeys,
If human emotion sinks to the bottom of our priorities!”
― Abhijit Naskar, Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission

“You are never too broken to be fixed,
You are never too fixed to be broken.
Life is a dance between hurt and heal,
Sometimes psycho, sometimes surreal.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Sapionova: 200 Limericks for Students

“All crowns come from "once upon a pain".”
― Abhijit Naskar, Sapionova: 200 Limericks for Students

“Night brings light,
Injury brings elixir.
Gale delivers gallantry,
Clouds deliver character.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yaralardan Yangın Doğar: Explorers of Night are Emperors of Dawn

“How does the bird come and go,
In and out of this bodily cage!
So long as you nourish it with love,
Who cares about some mythical fate!

Cages are born of dust,
In dust cages will wither.
Yet you sob in love of cage,
Oblivious to the endangered flier!”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iman Insaniyat, Mazhab Muhabbat: Pani, Agua, Water, It's All One

“Detachment is excuse of the spineless,
Distance is excuse for the dead.
Come close, let's get ruined together!
Why do you stay afar, obeying the dead!”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iman Insaniyat, Mazhab Muhabbat: Pani, Agua, Water, It's All One

“Fasting and feasting all turn mere futile choir,
If, for whatever reason, life is distant from life.
Celebration of Ramadan is celebration of rahmat*,
Ramadan without *compassion is Ramadan without life.

Ramadan is not a muslim festival,
Ramadan is a human festival.
Ramadan is a reminder to rekindle our light,
Ramadan is the end of all feelings uncharitable.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Aşk Mafia: Armor of The World

“Pilgrim of love is pilgrim of truth,
all other pilgrimage is lesser travel.
Pilgrim of oneness is walking poetry,
all other poetry is lesser material.”
― Abhijit Naskar, World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

“Vagabond Poet (Sonnet)

Bi' gün değil, bugün,
bugün yaşamalı,
bugün parlamalı,
bugün uyanmalı,
bugün yürümeli.

Wear your wounds like crown,
not tomorrow, but today.
In front of your thunderous resolve,
intimidating clouds all fade away.

Where lips don't speak, eyes do -
where eyes don't speak, backbone do.
And once backbone has spoken, all the
militaries cannot render it untrue.

Poetry, my nationality,
words, my brethren.
To the world I'm monsoon,
for inside I'm barren.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Azad Earth Army: When The World Cries Blood

“Birds never know (Sonnet)

Birds never know if the sun will rise,
yet they sing everyday right before dawn.
And sure enough the night collapses,
into the arms of the rising sun.

Kiss the world like morning sun,
Sing to the sky like waking birds.
Fret not the fears of wild insecurity,
You do your task with dutybound heart.

Touch the soul like summer breeze,
Hug the soil like monsoon rain.
Life is calling, can't you hear!
Universe awaits your humane reign.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yüz Şiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations

“Birds never know if the sun will rise,
yet they sing everyday right before dawn.
And sure enough the night collapses,
into the arms of the rising sun.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yüz Şiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations