Poet's Corner Section Eight Miscellaneous verses by Jamiluddin Morris Zahuri |
| Passionate Love Quatrains |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
| |
 |
Waiting to Meet the Spiritual Guide
Ah this sublime anticipation is so sweet,
Pulse racing, eyes dilating, ready to greet,
Wondering should I kiss hands or feet?
May this moment my mind never delete.
The Sigh
To rise above the earth and the sky,
And not to know at all the reason why,
Is the dance the lovers do all night,
And it is all contained in a single sigh.
Waiting for the Beloved
When one you love says ‘wait for me’,
Five minutes can seem like eternity,
When that one comes its a certainty,
Days and nights will pass by instantly.
Lips Meant to Kiss
The sight of your wine red lips, i miss,
Silently saying 'I am made to kiss'.
What is a mere man expected to do,
Faced with a divine invite to bliss?
Helpless
Oh Love! So helpless, render me,
That my plight the Beloved may see,
And with kisses that one may treat,
Wounds those eyes gave so easily.
Seal of Love
A wine within a wine, desire inside love,
Drives man to fulfil the Will from above;
Unification of lover and loved to feel,
And of love’s reality to be sign and seal.
There is One
There is one, whom I do miss;
The same one who misses me;
Together, once again, hands we’ll kiss,
Three hugs once more there could be;
For us, one more moment of bliss.
Pleased
Ah lover when you seek to please me,
Even though I may only hint lightly,
Do you really understand somehow,
It is your love makes mine glow brightly.
Love Lorn
If God’s love-lorn lunatic seeks Love, what harm pray?
In that business he is engaged night and day.
And if that love overflows to everyone he meets,
Then is that not the essence of good in its way.
Ah this sublime anticipation is so sweet,
Pulse racing, eyes dilating, ready to greet,
Wondering should I kiss hands or feet?
May this moment my mind never delete.
The Sigh
To rise above the earth and the sky,
And not to know at all the reason why,
Is the dance the lovers do all night,
And it is all contained in a single sigh.
Waiting for the Beloved
When one you love says ‘wait for me’,
Five minutes can seem like eternity,
When that one comes its a certainty,
Days and nights will pass by instantly.
Lips Meant to Kiss
The sight of your wine red lips, i miss,
Silently saying 'I am made to kiss'.
What is a mere man expected to do,
Faced with a divine invite to bliss?
Helpless
Oh Love! So helpless, render me,
That my plight the Beloved may see,
And with kisses that one may treat,
Wounds those eyes gave so easily.
Seal of Love
A wine within a wine, desire inside love,
Drives man to fulfil the Will from above;
Unification of lover and loved to feel,
And of love’s reality to be sign and seal.
There is One
There is one, whom I do miss;
The same one who misses me;
Together, once again, hands we’ll kiss,
Three hugs once more there could be;
For us, one more moment of bliss.
Pleased
Ah lover when you seek to please me,
Even though I may only hint lightly,
Do you really understand somehow,
It is your love makes mine glow brightly.
Love Lorn
If God’s love-lorn lunatic seeks Love, what harm pray?
In that business he is engaged night and day.
And if that love overflows to everyone he meets,
Then is that not the essence of good in its way.
Suddenly
Though for weeks we had waited expectantly,
When the wild rose bloomed it came so quickly,
We hardly had time to take a breath it seemed.
Your love melted my heart like this - so suddenly.
Vibrant
‘I love you’ is spoken a million times every day,
But only one time in a million is it said this way,
That the very timber of the body gently vibrates,
And love takes our breath and our life away.
Briefly
Ours was a very, very short affair,
Suddenly you were really there!
A deep hunger with a hug we fed,
Ah, to this, by Love we were led.
Eternally
Love united us forever in the heart,
From this truth you did not ever depart,
Oh by it how many loves were fed,
But this Love remained in our heart.
Sidelong Glances
O eye flutterer, seductive, sly glance-giver,
You may empty the whole of your lovely quiver,
And raise barely a single sad hopeless ripple,
In the lake of Love in which I am the dweller.
Languishing
Even passion subsides with time,
Then words don’t seem to rhyme,
Why do you leave 'yours truly' here,
A lover languishing in his prime
Intimacy
Being intimate with You it seemed to me,
Was the best one could hope to be,
But there are many levels of intimacy,
And something more is calling to me.
Whirlwind
A lover’s love how can one control it,
Seasoned as it is with the finest wit-
Till in a whirl lover becomes Beloved;
And the Beloved will quietly just sit.
New Love
Love is so new and so ancient too,
A timeless sense of being you;
And when each day I wake anew,
That is all I really want to do
Lips
The sight of those ruby lips transports us to ecstasy,
Shattering our inclination to pious vanity;
But beyond ecstasy further the lover wants to go,
To find in that vision the source of its reality.
Though for weeks we had waited expectantly,
When the wild rose bloomed it came so quickly,
We hardly had time to take a breath it seemed.
Your love melted my heart like this - so suddenly.
Vibrant
‘I love you’ is spoken a million times every day,
But only one time in a million is it said this way,
That the very timber of the body gently vibrates,
And love takes our breath and our life away.
Briefly
Ours was a very, very short affair,
Suddenly you were really there!
A deep hunger with a hug we fed,
Ah, to this, by Love we were led.
Eternally
Love united us forever in the heart,
From this truth you did not ever depart,
Oh by it how many loves were fed,
But this Love remained in our heart.
Sidelong Glances
O eye flutterer, seductive, sly glance-giver,
You may empty the whole of your lovely quiver,
And raise barely a single sad hopeless ripple,
In the lake of Love in which I am the dweller.
Languishing
Even passion subsides with time,
Then words don’t seem to rhyme,
Why do you leave 'yours truly' here,
A lover languishing in his prime
Intimacy
Being intimate with You it seemed to me,
Was the best one could hope to be,
But there are many levels of intimacy,
And something more is calling to me.
Whirlwind
A lover’s love how can one control it,
Seasoned as it is with the finest wit-
Till in a whirl lover becomes Beloved;
And the Beloved will quietly just sit.
New Love
Love is so new and so ancient too,
A timeless sense of being you;
And when each day I wake anew,
That is all I really want to do
Lips
The sight of those ruby lips transports us to ecstasy,
Shattering our inclination to pious vanity;
But beyond ecstasy further the lover wants to go,
To find in that vision the source of its reality.