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Tag: Niyazi Misri

Now No Trace Remains

Poet: Niyazi Misri

I thought that in this whole world
     no beloved for me remained.

Then I left myself.
     Now no stranger in the world remains.

I was seeking a cure for my trouble

Poet: Niyazi Misri

I was seeking a cure for my trouble;
My trouble became my cure.
I was seeking a proof of my origin;
My origin became my proof.

I was looking to the right and the left
So that I could see the face of the Beloved.

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