April 10th, 2003 by Hafiz Noor Shams
Beautiful piece of work.
From love, bitter things become sweet,
From love, copper becomes gold,
From love, the dregs become pure,
From love, pains become medicine,
From love, the dead are made alive,
From love, kings are made slaves…
-  Goodbye Lexington
Up in Washington,
he wrote the Lexington,
now in the mist,
no longer an economist.
(Peter David, the Lexington columnist at The Economist, died in a ca...
-  Of beyond right and wrong
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing,
and rightdoing there is a field.
I'll meet you there.
— Rumi (September 30, 1207–December 17, 1273)
-  Of funny, Mr. Rehman. No really!
Just because it is humorous, I think the following deserves a mention for eternity, or until this blog is dead, whichever comes first.
NOON. Somewhere on th...
-  Of pseudo-harmony
It has been 35 years since the worst racial riot occurred in Malaysia. At least 184 Malaysians were found dead on that day. Wikipedia has a short description...
-  Pain wain
Austerity is a pain,
with you drawing the wain,
but that's the only way,
after your jolly days.
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