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“I am filled with You.” - Rumi

The Beauty 22/06/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“I am filled with You.” - Rumi

The Beauty 22/06/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“Thy splendour is manifest in thunder, in fire, in spark Thy lustre is evident in the moon, in the sun, in the star”. - Muhammad Iqbal

Thy Splendour 22/06/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“Open to me, so that I may open.” ― Rumi

The Unveiling 15/06/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“O’ eyes! You bore the echo of the Throne,

And gazed as if the stars were all your own.

Majestic eyes, whose silence made me whole —

You gazed, and in that gaze — you kissed my soul.” - Jamil Hussain

You Kissed My Soul 15/06/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“O’ dewy rose, scattered on the silken floor,

Art thou a pledge of love, or parting’s lore?

In thee resides both flame and celestial light,

Thy fall alters the soul’s eternal plight.

Each bloom by the Hand of Destiny unfurled,

Carries the rapture and the ruin of the world.” - Jamil Hussain

The Descent of Love 07/06/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“Passion has seized hold of the reins of my heart. So wherever I turn my gaze, passion is facing me.” - Ibn Arabi

The Passion 28/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“And I, a poet lost in mortal guise, have glimpsed the infinite through earthly eyes.” - Jamil Hussain

Through Earthly Eyes 27/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“Your beautiful eyes are my jewelled crown,

In their depth, all my stars fall down.

A universe spun in sapphire gleam,

Where love walks softly through every dream.

Your darling lips—my sweetest cure,

A balm of flame, both fierce and pure.

With every kiss, the night turns gold,

And time forgets how to grow old.

Your gaze, a spell that bends the air,

Turns silence into sacred prayer.

And when you smile, the heavens sigh—

A blush of dawn in a twilight sky.

Let kingdoms fall, let empires cease,

If I have your breath, I have my peace.

For no throne shines, no fate is sure,

But your lovely lips—my only cure.

So wear my soul like silken gown,

Your eyes, my fate—my pride, my crown.

And in your arms, I seek no more,

For love like yours is worth the war.” - Jamil Hussain

Crown of Eyes, Cure of Lips 27/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.” - Saadi

The Impressions 23/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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''I want to be where your bare foot walks, because maybe before you step, you'll look at the ground. I want that blessing.'' ― Rumi

The Blessing 22/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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''The Sun has risen! In its vast dazzle, and every lamp is drowned.'' — Rumi

The Secret 18/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“Before the sun had kissed the waking skies,

Before the moon could open dreaming eyes,

You were a thought in realms beyond all sight—

A secret held in Mercy’s veiled light.

Not cast by chance, nor shaped by time or fate,

But crafted where the highest heavens wait;

From sacred clay, with Spirit gently blown,

You rose—a soul beloved, yet not your own.

A trust you bear, of breath and light composed,

A flame within, divinely interposed.

Where angels bowed at one majestic sign,

You stood, adorned by wisdom's grand design.

Each crease upon your palm, a sign unread,

Of mysteries the silent cosmos said.

Your gaze reflects the stars, the seas, the skies—

A mirror of the Truth that never dies.

You are the cup from which the cosmos sips,

The praise of God upon your heart and lips.

No idle dust, but destined and decreed—

A living verse, in word and will and deed.

So wear your form with honour, not despair,

For in that frame, the breath of God is there.

A servant crowned in dignity and grace—

The finest form in all of time and space.

O’ child of earth, yet lifted and refined,

You are the masterpiece the Lord designed.

Not merely made—but chosen, known, and free—

To walk the path of light and majesty.” - Jamil Hussain

The Crown of Creation 17/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“Rise—for even the heavens seem displeased with your sleep, O’ unripe heart!

You've lost that lightning, that spectacle, that celestial art.

How long will you slumber in the chains of dust and clay?

You are a spark that even destiny cannot delay.

Know thyself—for you are the light of the eternal scheme,

One piercing glance of yours can resurrect a dream.

If you will it, you can command the stars in flight—

If not, your fate remains a captive of endless night.

This world depends on you—you are the rhythm of time,

Drunken self-forgetfulness has robbed you of your prime.

Set fire to every tune that moans the dirge of imitation,

Transform yourself—the current of time bends to your creation.

Ignite a longing, birth a flame, become a living blaze—

Let a tempest rise in your heart, and dawn break through your gaze.

You are not merely a drop in the ocean’s vast expanse—

You are the ocean itself, flowing free in your sacred dance.” - Jamil Hussain

A Call from Beneath the Dust 17/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“So pour, O’ Bearer, pour the light,

Let soul be drowned in Thy delight.

No glass remains, no self, no shore—

Naught but Thy gaze, forevermore.” - Jamil Hussain

Gaze of the Infinite 13/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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“Your lips, they speak in whispers sweet,

A language only hearts can greet.

In every kiss, a universe,

A silent verse, a lover’s curse.” - Jamil Hussain

The Kiss of a Thousand Words 10/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain

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Be a poem, O’ Prettiest, not mere breath—

A song that lingers past life and death.

Not dust in the wind, nor fading light,

But verses born of truth and might.

Do not doze in slumber’s keep,

While dreams like stars in silence sleep.

Be the lamp that greets the morn,

The spark from which the soul is born.

Within your veins a rhythm flows,

A secret only silence knows.

Time bears a tune that waits in you—

A golden song, eternal, true.

Kindle your core, let spirit rise,

For heaven sees through watchful eyes.

Be not a whisper lost to air,

But voice of fire, bold and rare.

You are no myth, no fleeting flame—

But sacred blaze none dare to tame.

If storms of time you do not bind,

Then be the tide that stirs mankind.

This world’s a stage, a shifting mist—

Be its refrain, O’ Prettiest.

A cry, a kiss, a sacred sign—

The mirror where all truths align.

Ask not the worth of your own name—

You are the self, the living flame.

Be melody the soul reveres,

Love’s voice that echoes through the years.

Be a Poem, O’ Prettiest 09/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain