If you are no one's dependent,
If you expect no favor from anyone, If freedom shines within your thought,
Poetry
Poems by Akrom Malik, newest first. Pick one for your mood.
Time walks without a sound, unhurried, majestic,
It never raises an uproar or a hammer. You feel yourself more lowly day by day,
The rainbow of light that shimmered in the gaze
Today is drained of color: black and white, unfeeling. The outcry of the heart, the thunder of words
In the world there is no faithfulness at all,
No pleasing purity at all for the heart. With your pain you are left a stranger,
Ego and soul have come to a single point,
In the heart only good thoughts of Him remain, If you are seeking life eternal,
From Father Adam until the Day of Resurrection,
The truest and greatest of all words ever spoken — The word that made the earth and heavens tremble,
In your days I shall not be seen,
In the garden I once roamed you will find no trace of me! Without you I shall not weep, without you I shall not laugh,
THE SECRET OF THE MOTH
So much is said about the moth, They say it hurls itself into the fire!
Since I fell in love with You, O Beloved,
I long to climb to the summit of love. If the arrow Your eye has shot engulfs my being,
Life, it turns out, is a sea. And I am a single ship.
At times a violent storm awakens, Waves like mountains bury my being...
Stand guard over your intentions, O servant of Allah,
Your intentions come to life when spoken by your tongue. In the river of your words you will be a diver all your life
When a wound of the body hurts,
and without a single tear flowing from your eyes we let out a sound, pained and weak —
I have seen nothing funny in this life,
all that I have seen is cause for weeping. From the faintest smile to a roaring laugh
The Word is a living being.
Once you have said it, you must live it. If you do not live the Word you have said,
Seek a Truth before which
even the might of Time kneels without a sound. Find a Truth for love of which
Alas! You are like a stone — water does not cling to you,
A thousand regrets for your nature, and regret once more! Why do you forever urge toward humiliation,
The two are very close — the Word and Destiny!
Which Word? Not the Words that adorn pulpits, fluttering about amid applause!
Until my soul has utterly left my body
And my body has entered the Earth's embrace, I want no sleep, O my Lord, the Real,
If snow does not fall in winter, if the cold does not come,
If in spring the poppies do not open their eyes, If the seasons find no right upon the earth,
This man has come to sacrifice himself against happiness,
Has come to be consumed in love for the good. Saying there is no meaning in the world but love,
Love is a key that opens the door of secrets,
Love is a light from which the devils flee. By the power of love the cliffs move from their place,
At times, against the bitter poison of parting,
I took the sight of you as an antidote. In the bosom of a gilded, melancholy autumn
O you who know nothing of the language of the heart,
You who think the beating of the heart is happiness. From the darkness of the world my heart is black blood,