Poems Inspired by Jelaluddin Rumi
#JelaluddinRumi
Poems inspired by Jelaluddin Rumi (Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī). Here you'll find poetry using the style, themes or characters found in poems by Rumi. Along with poems about Rumi himself, including praise, criticism and memorials.
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 12:02pm
14th Feb 2025 12:02pm
~(‘Amaraththuvam’) ~Amaranthus :: the eternal
grasses have dried to be the sun-eaten soiled
stalks beyond any greeny recognition .. as if in a
flash second locust infested devastations… to
a meagre left out an almost nothingness
these papery flowers of the bogainvillea
are not really the flowers ..conning colourful
bracts hiding a puny off- white bud like flower
inside ..
the flashy reddened autumnal almond leaves
in a luxurious leathery plumpish flesh.. have been
impudently sucked off to merely a skeletal...
stalks beyond any greeny recognition .. as if in a
flash second locust infested devastations… to
a meagre left out an almost nothingness
these papery flowers of the bogainvillea
are not really the flowers ..conning colourful
bracts hiding a puny off- white bud like flower
inside ..
the flashy reddened autumnal almond leaves
in a luxurious leathery plumpish flesh.. have been
impudently sucked off to merely a skeletal...
#JelaluddinRumi
#LifeChangingMoment
#love
#music
#spiritual
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3 Comments
Shon
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 7:06pm
11th Feb 2025 7:06pm
The Continuum of Ideal & Real Self. (for me)
I'm feeling more real as I am.
More real than I'v ever been.
A continuum, spectrum like exists.
Between the Ideal self & the real self.
A spectrum that were all on.
The Ideal self, is the person.
We think others want us to be.
Conforming to this image.
We collude with others to fit in.
What ever the cost.
The true self, not to others.
Rather to our true selves.
As nature meant us to be.
Every time we collude with others.
Our perspective...
More real than I'v ever been.
A continuum, spectrum like exists.
Between the Ideal self & the real self.
A spectrum that were all on.
The Ideal self, is the person.
We think others want us to be.
Conforming to this image.
We collude with others to fit in.
What ever the cost.
The true self, not to others.
Rather to our true selves.
As nature meant us to be.
Every time we collude with others.
Our perspective...
#FreeVerse
#honesty
#JelaluddinRumi
#LookingForLove
#wisdom
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1 Comment
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
10th Nov 2020 8:18pm
10th Nov 2020 8:18pm
~CORNUCOPIAN: Sounding Birth Of Love
deep
trenching holloways
runs amuck in the broadening
cavalry beat~ breaths & stilting prop
erective guts… in the untangling~
to blazing ballerina twirls, a
no-nonsensical
axially steadfast
revolutionary spin
of singing~ singular
straightness
..
the cavernous
unfolding depressions
emanate back & forth
sigmoidal pulsing
resonance...
from their
incrementally tonguing
shy...
trenching holloways
runs amuck in the broadening
cavalry beat~ breaths & stilting prop
erective guts… in the untangling~
to blazing ballerina twirls, a
no-nonsensical
axially steadfast
revolutionary spin
of singing~ singular
straightness
..
the cavernous
unfolding depressions
emanate back & forth
sigmoidal pulsing
resonance...
from their
incrementally tonguing
shy...
#love
#spiritual
#music
#sensual
#JelaluddinRumi
532 reads
4 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
9th Oct 2020 12:55pm
9th Oct 2020 12:55pm
~THE 'DHIKR'
viz :: the dhikr
#spiritual
#JelaluddinRumi
578 reads
8 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
10th Sep 2020 7:39am
10th Sep 2020 7:39am
only a few words
My life
Merely a waiting room
For your blessing
Merely a waiting room
For your blessing
#love
#JelaluddinRumi
562 reads
12 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
7th May 2020 10:52pm
7th May 2020 10:52pm
~7 moonlit love couplets.. for a du comeback (from a quik~short hiatus as i ev do) in~of~for 'our' realms eternal
viz: ~7 moonlit love couplets
#love
#universe
#moon
#spiritual
#JelaluddinRumi
519 reads
2 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
19th Mar 2020 9:57pm
19th Mar 2020 9:57pm
Of Holding On And Letting Go
1: Only from the heart can you touch the sky.
You think that water is the color blue
That ocean currents imitate the wind.
And where it ends beyond the height of clouds
That’s where the sky of me will turn to black,
Where neither air nor astronauts may live;
Yes, I’m the sky and all the rest is air.
If not for me there’d be no atrium
To hold within the weather and the rain,
From where the cumulus and stratus play.
The teaming life that feeds on coral beds,
The orca pods who prey...
You think that water is the color blue
That ocean currents imitate the wind.
And where it ends beyond the height of clouds
That’s where the sky of me will turn to black,
Where neither air nor astronauts may live;
Yes, I’m the sky and all the rest is air.
If not for me there’d be no atrium
To hold within the weather and the rain,
From where the cumulus and stratus play.
The teaming life that feeds on coral beds,
The orca pods who prey...
#universe
#nature
#spiritual
#humankind
#JelaluddinRumi
779 reads
11 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
12th Mar 2020 5:39pm
12th Mar 2020 5:39pm
from 02022020 a palindromical feb dawn~ the ~maula & ~ruh, of love
something so laidback
yet trying to leaf out itself
in a coppery~reddish rimmed
blood~filled heady
nascence
this wintry dawn
stridulating
crickets.. still shrill
but in a lapsing~ singing
‘hide & seek’.. the alternating
on & off altercations in a final
dissolution unto the bigger, the
more becoming noisy, the
hustle bustle of made-up
urbanities, that which
dares to stir
the calming...
yet trying to leaf out itself
in a coppery~reddish rimmed
blood~filled heady
nascence
this wintry dawn
stridulating
crickets.. still shrill
but in a lapsing~ singing
‘hide & seek’.. the alternating
on & off altercations in a final
dissolution unto the bigger, the
more becoming noisy, the
hustle bustle of made-up
urbanities, that which
dares to stir
the calming...
#love
#universe
#nature
#JelaluddinRumi
#StreamOfConsciousness
589 reads
7 Comments
Amanacer
Poem Published
29th May 2019 5:10pm
29th May 2019 5:10pm
Not Yet Slumber
Why must this slumber end
I am not yet finished with the dream
When the day begins
Nothing is as it seems
For the light of day
Erases our recollection
Of the night’s Shakespearian play
The dark reflection
The divine is held in dream
The connection with our creator undeniable
Nothing is as it seems
The future now unforeseeable
Connect with me, my beloved Creator
Show me my truth
For you are my life curator
Just as in my youth
I am not yet finished with the dream
When the day begins
Nothing is as it seems
For the light of day
Erases our recollection
Of the night’s Shakespearian play
The dark reflection
The divine is held in dream
The connection with our creator undeniable
Nothing is as it seems
The future now unforeseeable
Connect with me, my beloved Creator
Show me my truth
For you are my life curator
Just as in my youth
#dreams
#sleep
#JelaluddinRumi
521 reads
4 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
29th Jan 2019 3:59am
29th Jan 2019 3:59am
i. camphor
i.
this listen being
whirls dervish, a noun danseuse
verbs love elusive
this listen being
whirls dervish, a noun danseuse
verbs love elusive
#love
#spiritual
#haiku #JelaluddinRumi
#haiku #JelaluddinRumi
824 reads
6 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
28th Oct 2018 1:20am
28th Oct 2018 1:20am
Speed of Presence
Be like a tree and let the dead leaves drop. ~ Rumi
Exuberance reveals many colors;
it's an outward sharing of fertility
Spring shares a newness of youth
a fertile aliveness of birth;
Autumn returns that fertility
of seasoned experience
and warm intimacy to the earth;
its urgent poignancy resides
in the recognition of a limited future
Spring knows nothing about
Everybody loves Spring
until Autumn presents itself
allowing the natural coming and going
of that whose time has...
Exuberance reveals many colors;
it's an outward sharing of fertility
Spring shares a newness of youth
a fertile aliveness of birth;
Autumn returns that fertility
of seasoned experience
and warm intimacy to the earth;
its urgent poignancy resides
in the recognition of a limited future
Spring knows nothing about
Everybody loves Spring
until Autumn presents itself
allowing the natural coming and going
of that whose time has...
#fall
#spiritual
#LifeCycle
#metaphor
#JelaluddinRumi
921 reads
9 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
16th Oct 2018 10:45pm
16th Oct 2018 10:45pm
The Remembering Place
If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished? '
- Rumi
‘My Love, you are memory, you are all I try to forget, but can’t...
We have been apart too long to stay in chains, I must absorb you,
breathe you in like air, swallow you like water..
The viscosity of you is that of my blood flowing to keep me alive...
You are the mist I feel on my skin but cannot see...
You are always all around me and nowhere as well and at once...
We, together are everywhere, unable to be destroyed...
This is how we...
- Rumi
‘My Love, you are memory, you are all I try to forget, but can’t...
We have been apart too long to stay in chains, I must absorb you,
breathe you in like air, swallow you like water..
The viscosity of you is that of my blood flowing to keep me alive...
You are the mist I feel on my skin but cannot see...
You are always all around me and nowhere as well and at once...
We, together are everywhere, unable to be destroyed...
This is how we...
#love
#trees
#nature #JelaluddinRumi
#nature #JelaluddinRumi
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12 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems Inspired by Jelaluddin Rumi
#JelaluddinRumi is curated by Ahavati (Tams).
