Sufi Poem Quotes

“Nothing Yet Everything (The Sonnet)

I am no sufi, yet,
Every sufi is my reflection.
I am no advaitin, yet,
Every advaitin is my reflection.
I am no mystic, yet,
Every mystic is my reflection.
I am no buddha, yet,
Every buddha is my reflection.
I am no humanist, yet,
Every humanist is my reflection.
I am no humanitarian, yet,
Every humanitarian is my reflection.
I am nothing, that's why I am everything.
Or perhaps, I'm everything, that's why I'm nothing!”
― Abhijit Naskar, Divane Dynamite: Only truth in the cosmos is love

“Pak I stand, pak I rise!
Call it pak, call it pure,
Sanctity knows no divide.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Mukemmel Musalman: Kafir Biraz, Peygamber Biraz

“Where there is wound, there is light.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yarasistan: My Wounds, My Crown

“Ramadan is not a muslim festival,
Ramadan is a human festival.
Ramadan is a reminder to rekindle our light,
Ramadan is the end of all feelings uncharitable.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Vande Vasudhaivam: 100 Sonnets for Our Planetary Pueblo

“Ramadan is resurrection of a promise divine,
Festival of one people is festival of humankind.
Ramadan is the end of all feelings unkind,
Ramadan is a human being a human's lifeline.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Vande Vasudhaivam: 100 Sonnets for Our Planetary Pueblo

“Himalayan Sonneteer Sonnet 56

Seni seviyorum be insan!
It's okay if you don't get a word I say.
You won't remember the words anyway,
It's the sentiment that makes the way.

There is a bridge from my heart to yours,
But you won't fathom it with all the words.
Oneness is a bridge revealed in silence,
Can you hear the pitter-patter of teardrops!

If you can't hear the teardrops of a warzone,
All your philosophies are basically useless.
If we can't light up the forgotten corners,
What's the point in discovering photoelectric effect!

What's the point of all these fancy words and doohickeys,
If human emotion sinks to the bottom of our priorities!”
― Abhijit Naskar, Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission

“You are never too broken to be fixed,
You are never too fixed to be broken.
Life is a dance between hurt and heal,
Sometimes psycho, sometimes surreal.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Sapionova: 200 Limericks for Students

“All crowns come from "once upon a pain".”
― Abhijit Naskar, Sapionova: 200 Limericks for Students

“Night brings light,
Injury brings elixir.
Gale delivers gallantry,
Clouds deliver character.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yaralardan Yangın Doğar: Explorers of Night are Emperors of Dawn

“How does the bird come and go,
In and out of this bodily cage!
So long as you nourish it with love,
Who cares about some mythical fate!

Cages are born of dust,
In dust cages will wither.
Yet you sob in love of cage,
Oblivious to the endangered flier!”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iman Insaniyat, Mazhab Muhabbat: Pani, Agua, Water, It's All One

“Detachment is excuse of the spineless,
Distance is excuse for the dead.
Come close, let's get ruined together!
Why do you stay afar, obeying the dead!”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iman Insaniyat, Mazhab Muhabbat: Pani, Agua, Water, It's All One

“Fasting and feasting all turn mere futile choir,
If, for whatever reason, life is distant from life.
Celebration of Ramadan is celebration of rahmat*,
Ramadan without *compassion is Ramadan without life.

Ramadan is not a muslim festival,
Ramadan is a human festival.
Ramadan is a reminder to rekindle our light,
Ramadan is the end of all feelings uncharitable.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Aşk Mafia: Armor of The World

“Pilgrim of love is pilgrim of truth,
all other pilgrimage is lesser travel.
Pilgrim of oneness is walking poetry,
all other poetry is lesser material.”
― Abhijit Naskar, World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

“Vagabond Poet (Sonnet)

Bi' gün değil, bugün,
bugün yaşamalı,
bugün parlamalı,
bugün uyanmalı,
bugün yürümeli.

Wear your wounds like crown,
not tomorrow, but today.
In front of your thunderous resolve,
intimidating clouds all fade away.

Where lips don't speak, eyes do -
where eyes don't speak, backbone do.
And once backbone has spoken, all the
militaries cannot render it untrue.

Poetry, my nationality,
words, my brethren.
To the world I'm monsoon,
for inside I'm barren.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Azad Earth Army: When The World Cries Blood

“Birds never know (Sonnet)

Birds never know if the sun will rise,
yet they sing everyday right before dawn.
And sure enough the night collapses,
into the arms of the rising sun.

Kiss the world like morning sun,
Sing to the sky like waking birds.
Fret not the fears of wild insecurity,
You do your task with dutybound heart.

Touch the soul like summer breeze,
Hug the soil like monsoon rain.
Life is calling, can't you hear!
Universe awaits your humane reign.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yüz Şiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations

“Birds never know if the sun will rise,
yet they sing everyday right before dawn.
And sure enough the night collapses,
into the arms of the rising sun.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yüz Şiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations

“Where there is no muslim, non-muslim - where there is no believer, non-believer - where all distances are conquered by heart, outgrowing myths one emerges Merhem-e Manavta.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The God Sonnets: Naskar Art of Theology

“Service is sanctity, my Eid al-Adha - tolerance is my azaan, my Eid al-Fitr.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The God Sonnets: Naskar Art of Theology

“Every scar a scripture, every joy a sermon.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Sonnets From The Mountaintop

“We are all wounded,
looking for a bandaid -
some act like salt,
I choose to be ointment.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“Don't Be The Salt (Sonnet)

Wandering the earth as a monk scientist
I've understood one thing about converts -
people convert to christianity looking for bread,
people convert to hinduism looking for answers,
people convert to buddhism in search of freedom,
people convert to islam in order to heal -

it has nothing to do with god,
it has nothing to do with truth -
every person carries a secret wound,
religion we run to is the bandage that fits.

I am born of dust, and as I'm nearing to be dust again,
my tolerance of intolerance has become apocalyptic.
We are all wounded, looking for a bandaid -
some act like salt, I choose to be ointment.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“Arabic is one of the rarest soulful languages spoken by the human race, yet in the hands of eurocentric propaganda apes are conditioned like pavlov's dogs into believing it to be the most sinister.”
― Abhijit Naskar, With Love From A Blue Rock

“I'm not a school of thought,
I am thought come alive.
I'm not a philosophy of life,
I am life as philosophy.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“My suffering is my path,
pain broadens perception -
churn long enough,
and poison becomes potion.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“Naskaristana 2789

I arrived with a clever brain,
walked among clever apes,
studied history written by winners,
so I could earn some ape respect.

Then I got weary of all the hypocrisy,
idolizing morons as savior of humanity,
mistaking the lens for the landscape,
confusing privilege as social sanity -

frustrated I plunged into fire,
brain, vanity, esteem, the lot,
all reputation burnt to ashes,
what remain is unflinching humanity.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“A dervish is no longer a muslim,
just like an advaitin is not a hindu,
and a christly person is not a christian -
religion of a dervish is love,
religion of an advaitin is oneness,
religion of a christ is kindness.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“I am dust, I am ash -
I am cinders, I am grass.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“When The Dervish Burns (Excerpt)

You cannot have a brain,
and complacent too.
You cannot have backbone,
and conformist too.

You cannot have heart,
and host prejudice too.
You cannot be human,
and popular too.

You cannot have a self,
and not burn it.
You cannot have a life,
and not sacrifice it.

You cannot have eyes,
and not see through lies.
You cannot have ears,
and not hear the tears.

You cannot aim for the stars,
while failing life on earth.
You have zero right to luxury,
while children suffer and starve.

You cannot have faith,
and fail tolerance.
You cannot have science,
and fail at service.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“You cannot have a self, and not burn it. You cannot have a life, and not sacrifice it.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Nazmahal: Palace of Grace

“Rain doesn't check bank balance,
soil doesn't require DNA test -
breath doesn't ask for proof of residence,
medicine doesn't require faith test.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot