The Love Poems of Rumi

You are the Essence of the Essence, The intoxication of Love. I long to sing Your Praises but stand mute with the agony of wishing in my heart !

Looking for Your Face From the beginning of my life I have been looking for your face but today I have seen it Today I have seen the charm, the beauty, the unfathomable grace of the face that I was looking for Today I have found you and those who laughed and scorned me yesterday are sorry that they were not looking as I did I am bewildered by the magnificence of your beauty and wish to see you with a hundred eyes My heart has burned with passion and has searched forever for this wondrous beauty that I now behold I am ashamed to call this love human and afraid of God to call it divine Your fragrant breath like the morning breeze has come to the stillness of the garden You have breathed new life into me I have become your sunshine and also your shadow My soul is screaming in ecstasy Every fiber of my being is in love with you Your effulgence has lit a fire in my heart and you have made radiant for me the earth and sky My arrow of love has arrived at the target I am in the house of mercy and my heart is a place of prayer

Desire I desire you more than food and drink My body my senses my mind hunger for your taste I can sense your presence in my heart although you belong to all the world I wait with silent passion for one gesture one glance from you

Rais your words not your voice ,it is rain that grows flowers , not thunder.☔️

In the silence of love you will find the spark of life

I wait with silent passion for one gesture one glance from you

My Beloved Know that my beloved in hidden from everyone Know that she is beyond the belief of all beliefs Know that in my heart she is as clear as the moon Know that she is the life in my body and in my soul

My wails of sorrow are tormenting my soul

Like the shadow I am and I am not

If I love myself I love you. If I love you I love myself.

I'm drenched in the flood which has yet to come I'm tied up in the prison that has yet to exist Not having played the game of chess I'm already the checkmate Not having tasted a single cup of your wine I'm already drunk Not having entered the battlefield I'm already wounded and slain I no longer know the difference between image and reality Like the shadow I am and I am not

I am ashamed to call this love human and afraid of God to call it divine