Zannetme Dünya Seninle Döner

Zannetme Dünya Seninle Döner

Zannetme bu cihan seninle var olur,
Gölgesiz güneş de doğar, bahar olur.
Seninle ne artar, ne de eksilir yol,
Kervan yürür, sen yoksun diye sanma sol.

Zannetme sensiz susar arş-ı âlâ,
Her zerre “Hu” çeker, her cana bir bela.
Sen gidince durmaz semâda deveran,
Zikir sürer, dönmeye devam eder zaman.

Kıymetliysen sende sır var sanırsın,
Ol deyince olur, bu kudreti bilmezsin.
Bir nefeslik cana mağrur bağlanırsın,
Ecel değince durur, önceden sezmezsin.

Zannetme ki sensin yıldızlara yön veren,
Kudret nazar ederse, sönmez nur neyleyen.
Ay da seninle gülmez, geceler sana ait değil,
Her ışık sahibini bilir, boş övgüyle değil.

Gidersin, sanırsın hayat sende eksilir,
Oysa hayat, Hak'la başlar, O’nunla ilerler.
Sen olmasan da akar çağlayan ırmak,
Her zerre Allah der, her çiçek O’na bak.

Bir gün yorulursun, ister yol ol ister iz,
Yük olur adımlar, ağır gelir her deniz.
Koşsan da kalamazsın, ömür geçer sessiz,
Sırat bir ince çizgi, nefsine hükmet deriz.

Olmaz ya, dikensiz gül bile olsan eğer,
Sınanırsın yoklukla, sabırla gelir değer.
Gül açar da solarken hatırlatır kader,
Aşka düşen yanar da yok olur kibir, heves, keder.

Kul Ömer der ki: “Ben neyim ki bu alemde,
Bir nefeslik misafirim, yazgım Hak kelamında.
Yol O’nun, iz O’ndan, varlık yokluk arasında,
Hiçliğimi bildim de erdim aşk menziline.”

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Zannetme aşkınla yanar her ocak,
Sensiz de ısınır en soğuk toprak.
Sen gidince biter sanma her yaprak,
Bahar yine gelir, gül açar elbet.

Zannetme gururun göğe yükselir,
Bir sözle yıkılır nice yüceler.
Kendini sultan bil, tahtın eğilir,
Zaman herkesi diz çöktürür hep.

Zannetme fanilik senden kaçar,
Sen varsan ebedî olur sanma yar.
Bir nefeslik ömür, göz açıp kapanır,
Adını rüzgârlar siler bir gün tek tek.

Aşksız bir kalp solsa da yavaşça,
Gururla yaşanmaz, dön bak arkana.
Fanîyiz nihayet, her varlık sona,
Hiç kimse kalmadı, sen mi ebedî?

Bir gün unutulursun, resmin solarken,
Bir ad olur belki, mezar taşında.
Ne sevda kalır geriye ne sitem,
Sadece bir dua, sessiz akşamlarda.

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Zannetme aşkınla döner bu dünya,
Sensiz de yanarız, yeter ki rüya.
Gidince biter mi gül, biter mi ya?
Güller açar yine baharda erken.

Zannetme gururun göğe yükselir,
Bir bakışla çöker, dağlar devrilir.
Nice kibir sular gibi silinir,
Yel eser, toz olur izinden giden.

Fanîyiz, ecel var, hüküm Allah’ın,
Ne mal kalır baki, ne de sultanın.
Tahtlar çöker bir gün, karar fermanın,
Toprakla örtülür her fani beden.

Aşk ile yananlar kül olur gider,
Bir ömür sevdadır, gerisi keder.
Ölüm gelir ansız, gönüller eder,
Herkese bir kefen, bir de dua sen.

Kul Ömer der ki: Gönül kibir tutmaz,
Gönülde sevda var, dilde kin olmaz.
Bu dünya fanidir, kimse kalmaz,
Bir hoş seda yeter, arda kalan ben.

Don't Think the World Will Turn With You

Don't think this world exists with you,
The sun also rises without a shadow, it becomes spring.
The path neither increases nor decreases with you,
The caravan is moving, don't think because you're not there, sol.

Don't think he'll shut up without you arsh ala,
Every particle attracts a “Hu", every soul is a trouble.
It doesn't stop when you leave, deveran in the sky,
The chanting continues, time keeps returning.

If you are precious, you think you have a secret,
When you say be, it happens, you don't know this power.
You will be proudly attached to a breath of life,
When the time comes, it stops, you don't foresee it.

Don't think that you are the one who directs the stars,
If the evil eye is powerful, it does not go out, the light ney.
The moon doesn't laugh with you either, the nights don't belong to you,
Every light knows its owner, not with empty praise.

If you leave, you think your life will be reduced,
However, life begins with the Truth and progresses with It.
Even without you, the cascading river flows,
Every particle says Allah, every flower looks at Him.

One day you'll get tired, whether it's the road or the trail,
The steps are heavy, every sea is heavy.
Even if you run, you can't stay, life passes quietly,
We say, Sirat is a fine line, rule your soul.

No way, even if you are a rose without thorns, if,
You are tested by absence, it is worth coming with patience.
A rose opens and reminds fate when it fades,
What falls in love burns up and disappears vanity, enthusiasm, grief.

The servant Omar says: "What am I in this world,
My guest for a breath, my destiny is in the word of Truth.
The path is His, the trail is from Him, the being is between the Decencies,
I have known my nothingness and have reached the love range.”

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Don't think your love burns every January,
The coldest land will also warm up without you.
Don't think every leaf ends when you leave,
Spring comes again, of course, the rose opens.

Don't think your pride rises to the sky,
How glorious it is to be destroyed with a word.
Consider yourself a sultan, your throne will bow down,
Time always brings everyone to their knees.

Don't think mortality is running away from you,
If you exist, don't think it will be eternal, yar.
One breath of life, the blink of an eye closes,
One day the winds will erase your name one by one.

Even though a heart without love fades slowly,
It can't be lived with pride, turn around and look back.
We are mortal at last, every being ends,
There is no one left, are you eternal?

One day you will be forgotten, when your picture fades,
Maybe there will be a name on the tombstone.
What love remains, what reproach remains,
Just a prayer, on quiet evenings.

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Don't think this world returns with your love,
We will burn without you, as long as it's a dream.
Will it end when you leave, laugh, will it end?
Roses bloom again early in spring.

Don't think your pride rises to the sky,
It collapses with a glance, mountains topple.
How many conceits are wiped away like water,
Wind works, dust will follow in the footsteps.

We are mortal, there is a term, the judgment of Allah,
There will be no money left for Baki, nor for the sultan.
One day the thrones will fall, the decision of the decree,
Every mortal body is covered with earth.

Those who burn with love go to ashes,
One lifetime is in love, the rest is grief.
Death comes instantly, hearts do,
A shroud for everyone, and a prayer for you.

The Servant Omar says: The heart does not hold arrogance,
There is love in the heart, there is no hatred on the tongue.
This world is mortal, there is no one left,
One pleasant sound is enough, I'm the one left behind. Dec.

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Kayıt Tarihi : 22.5.2025 11:58:00