Everything Here
This distance we longed to gauge with stride of promises only leaves us, fretful limbs, on the eternal road of memories...
They could've raped our neighbour, and only God knows what they would have done to us hadn't for the intervention of other farmers who heard our screams.











About This Site
Hello!! My name is Shams e-Tabriz
Persian poet, spiritual instructor of the poert Rumi, revered in the Diwan-i Shams-i Tabrīzī. Here, I am also the Webmaster. This is the capital of African poetry