At The Twilight

At the twilight, a moon appeared in the sky;
Then it landed on earth to look at me.

Like a hawk stealing a bird at the time of prey;
That moon stole me and rushed back into the sky.

I looked at myself, I did not see me anymore;
For in that moon, my body turned as fine as soul.

The nine spheres disappeared in that moon;
The ship of my existence drowned in that sea.

by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

Comments (8)

Wow! I don't trust those little bugs. What a funny and vivid description of the crime! You entertain...don't stop.๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘
incredible. Shows an intense struggle for life. Traps and cunning.
Dark poem? This gives you desire to write? Our compassion can bring forth the monster in us? Where did you see all of this? You see truth in here? What truth? You've red this poem? Even a child knows where the good anger is.It is just a step behind, YOU felt that 20 30 40 50 60 70 80 years ago. Don't kill anyone! When you do, you will feel like this. you will feel good anger just behind you.but we kill to often. we kill to often that GOD is no longer step behind. we kill to fast that keeps GOD far behind so far we can not see him no more.killing is bad. it can not be justified by law. killing is bad. always was and always will be. Do your fight yourself! Do it by yourself. Do it naturally. Not obscenely everywhere.
The first poem I ever read by Bukowski. Left a big impression on me when I was 17 or so. Such a great piece of work and so much truth within it. Also very dark.
this poem gives me a heated desire to write. thanks Chuck Bu Kow. Your work is sick. (great)
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