MissCandyGirl - I am not surprised this poem is famous: it's well thought out and executed well. A work of excellence. I like its length too: it is a poem to re-read and study. There are so many meanings to it: and there is a lot to be learnt from it.
on Jul 17 2024 10:11 PM PST x rate: , , skip edit
Ntayl - “Self” is the false idea that we (with consciousness) are somehow separate from Creation. Einstein called it a kind of optical delusion of consciousness. To think that our thoughts and feelings somehow work outside the laws of the universe is self-centered idolatry. This wonderful poem encourages us to let go and let god, Simurgh, UNkulunkulu, higher power or whatever you choose to call it. We are all one creation!
on Apr 21 2024 03:28 PM PST x edit
Barkatali - ← pantheism
ˈpanθiːɪz(ə)m/Submit
noun
1.
a doctrine which identifies God with the universe, or regards the universe as a manifestation of God.
But Not the worship or tolerance of many gods.
on Feb 05 2017 10:30 PM PST x edit
Barkatali - (Urdu translation) While you do not exist
Then what is this commotion oh God? (original) جب کہ تجھ بن نہیں کوئی موجود
پھر یہ ہنگامہ اے خدا کیا ہے
on Sep 07 2023 12:25 AM PST x edit
Busy - I see the wisdom in this long poem. But think that I am not religious enough to fully understand its meaning. But any thought that illustrates the need to not act upon ones desires I agree with. Desires are endless and bring forth no fruit.
on Jul 30 2023 07:39 AM PST x edit
Prathibha.E - Many truths in this poem about justice, salvation, hypocrisy, love. Need time to digest this. Thanks for sharing
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- From guest imtheatrical (contact)
Is there any deeper analysis on the peacock character that I can read online? Thank you
- From guest Verity (contact)
For me. immersed, absorbed, lifted and listening. Born Verity I have become a seeker of truth, hidden truth, substance of things hoped for, evidence of things not seen. I do not believe it is of any strange coincidence that we have found this myth. Hello comrades.
Barkatali - One, who knows himself, verily knows the GOD. One must live a hundred lives to know oneself; but you must know God by the deity, not by yourself. Thirty Simurgh (when only thirty wishes remains) revealed what they are? God is like an ocean, we are just like glaciers of the ocean. For merging in GOD, we shall have to endure HEAT i.e oppresses’ mundane.
on Jan 09 2010 05:07 PM PST x edit
Kevin - Conference of the Birds is a Muslim allegory for the struggles of a soul, this person replied to me by email.
on Dec 04 2009 02:11 AM PST x editI-Like-Rhymes - Point taken, Spiritual, Naturem Eastern etc would be more appropriate.
Adjusted now.
Jim
Oldpoetry research team
I-Like-Rhymes - You are presumably refering to Pilgrim's Progress. Download available here http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/21171
on Nov 09 2009 08:25 PM PST x edit
- From guest Edmond (contact)
i am still to read the book but will be glad to have one i am in Zimbabwe please recommend where i can get one.
- From guest bill flores (contact)
this site is not complete without edward fitzgerald's version. you will be struck dumb! you only have to show the part that starts at: till of the mighty host.
Rhondasail - This work reminds me of Bunyan's book: "Pilgrim's Progress", where the main character sets off to find God and travels through many trials and temptations along the way. I will seek the original tale to read at my leisure, but the rendering here is a good read. Thanks for placing it here. Peace, Rhonda
on Jan 09 2009 10:29 AM PST x edit
Barkatali - Until and unless we will not discover THE actual king and remain toady of material kings, we shall have to observe process of incarnation.
on Sep 01 2008 09:26 PM PST x edit
- From guest Claudia (contact)
Borges summarizes this poem in the epilog of his short story "The Approach to Almotásim". There is also the famous Oscar Wilde tale "The Nightingale and the Rose"; I wonder if it was inspired in this Conference of Birds.
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feathers peace in the garden, no one there some birds surf in safer air branches shake, soft song around suddenly a robin risks the ground a little birdseed draws him out nervous steps, no need to shout never sure where dangers at swooping kestrel or pouncing cat gentle shivers among the leaf darting blue-tit becomes the thief a lightning raid with dazzling speed boldly robbing the robins’ seed sparrows emerge, a family of nine hungry chirps, its dinnertime forty pidgeons from the gutter quickly descend in noisy flutter three more blue-tits, two red finches the fighting robin in furious clinches young squirrels play, doves kiss their darlings loudly joined by squabbling starlings two brown blackbirds, black crows, white gulls five brave pidgeons on the window sill magpies, woodpidgeons and finches green fill the prettiest garden ever seen . .
Barkatali - I have purchased book in Urdu, "Hakayat-e-Fareed-u-ddin Attar, translated by "Hakeem Mutee Al-Rehman Naqashbandi, published by "Zia Al-quran Bublisher Lahore", At Karachi avaiable at Al-Bilal Book centre, Near Urdu Bazar. "Barkat Ali"
