Rumi   Write for The Iranian Editorial policy Until you made me sing, I was a monk. You made me a rabble-rouser, a hopeless drunk. I used to sit in prayer, so dignified; Now I'm a toy that children toss aside. #1891, from Rumi's Kolliyaat-e Shams-e Tabrizi Edited by Badiozzaman Forouzanfar (Tehran, Amir Kabir, 1988). Translated by Zara Houshmand Zara Houshmand's features index RECOMMENDED Rumi: The Life Teachings and Poetry of Jalal al-Din Rumi By Frankin D. Lewis The Essential Rumi American bestseller By Coleman Barks (Translator) Comment for The Iranian letters section RELATED * Rumi INDEX * Featured poetry * Arts & literature FEATURE * Rumi mausoleum, Konya SITE Dar-al-Masnavi RECOMMENDED Rumi: The Life Teachings and Poetry of Jalal al-Din Rumi By Frankin D. Lewis The Essential Rumi American bestseller By Coleman Barks (Translator) BOOKS * Rumi books

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