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shiuji · Post time 30-10-2017 10:49 AM

If I told you about a land of love,
friend, would you follow me and come?

— Yunus Emre

shiuji · Post time 30-10-2017 10:49 AM

Actually your soul and mine
are the same.
We appear and disappear
with each other.

— Rumi

shiuji · Post time 30-10-2017 10:50 AM

I choose to love you in silence,
for in silence, I find no rejection.

I choose to love you in loneliness,
for in loneliness, no one owns you but me.

I choose to adore you from a distance,
for distance will shield me from pain.

I choose to kiss you in the wind,
for the wind is gentler than my lips.

I choose to hold you in my dreams,
for in my dreams, you have no end.

— Rumi

seribulan · Post time 30-10-2017 01:31 PM

seribulan · Post time 30-10-2017 01:32 PM

seribulan · Post time 31-10-2017 10:34 AM

fgsp · Post time 31-10-2017 09:09 PM

My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
~ Falsely yours,
Charles Bukowski.

arya2609 · Post time 2-11-2017 03:07 PM

DEPARTURE

Up, O ye lovers, and away! 'Tis time to leave the world for aye.
Hark, loud and clear from heaven the from of parting calls-let none delay!
The cameleer hat risen amain, made ready all the camel-train,
And quittance now desires to gain: why sleep ye, travellers, I pray?
Behind us and before there swells the din of parting and of bells;
To shoreless space each moment sails a disembodied spirit away.
From yonder starry lights, and through those curtain-awnings darkly blue,
Mysterious figures float in view, all strange and secret things display.
From this orb, wheeling round its pole, a wondrous slumber o'er thee stole:
O weary life that weighest naught, O sleep that on my soul dost weigh!
O heart, toward they heart's love wend, and O friend, fly toward the Friend,
Be wakeful, watchman, to the end: drowse seemingly no watchman may.