>>24512303
Here's a poem by Niyazi-i Misri :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qQWz-4UpX8A
Ever since my heart fell captive to You,
Sorrow and grief have become my closest friends.

I was once a companion to piety and asceticism,
But with Your love, they have all fallen away from me.

The preacher says, "Come, you must abandon this love!"
But what can I do? My patience has proven faithless.

How could that lover ever abandon love,
When a moon-faced beauty like You has appeared before him?

When I see Your face, my reason shatters and scatters,
For Your dark tresses have become its captivating guide.

Whoever has found You, their own self has ceased to exist;
To attain union with You, O Friend, the soul itself became the price.

You have sent an invitation to all lovers to join in love;
That sacred call has reached the ear of my soul.

In this existence of Niyazi, not a single atom was left;
Everything dissolved, and only eternal Being remained.
Quick bio :
>Niyâzî-i Mısrî, born Mehmed in 1618 in Malatya, was a Sufi mystic, poet, and patron saint of the Niyâziye branch of the Khalwati order. Educated in various madrasahs and steeped in Sufism from birth through his father's affiliation with the Nakshibandi sect, he received his caliphate in 1655. He is known for his mystical poems, commentaries on Turkish verses, and adoption of Ibn Arabi's Wahdat ul-Wujud philosophy. While his views, such as the continuation of prophethood after Muhammad, garnered criticism, his simple yet profound poetry was highly regarded and used as hymns. He died in exile on the island of Lemnos in 1694, leaving behind over ten volumes of works.