Who is Khalil Gibran

Gibran Khalil Gibran (Arabic: جُبْرَان خَلِيل جُبْرَان, ALA-LC: Jubrān Khalīl Jubrān, pronounced [ʒʊˈbraːn xaˈliːl ʒʊˈbraːn], or Jibrān Khalīl Jibrān, pronounced [ʒɪˈbraːn xaˈliːl ʒɪˈbraːn]; January 6, 1883 – April 10, 1931), usually referred to in English as Kahlil Gibran (pronounced kah-LEEL ji-BRAHN), was a Lebanese-American writer, poet and visual artist, also considered a philosopher although he himself rejected the title. He is best known as the author of The Prophet, which was first published in the United States in 1923 and has since become one of the best-selling books of all time, having been translated into more than 100 languages.Born in a village of the Ottoman-ruled Mount Lebanon Mutasarrifate to a Maronite family, the young ...
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Khalil Gibran Poems

  • Two Infants Ii
    A prince stood on the balcony of his palace addressing a great multitude summoned for the occasion and said, "Let me offer you and this whole fortunate country my congratulations upon the birth of a new prince who will carry the name of my noble family, and of whom you will be justly proud. He is the new bearer of a great and illustrious ancestry, and upon him depends the brilliant future of this realm. Sing and be merry!" The voices of the throngs, full of joy and thankfulness, flooded the sky with exhilarating song, welcoming the new tyrant who would affix the yoke of oppression to their necks by ruling the weak with bitter authority, and exploiting their bodies and killing their souls. For that destiny, the people were singing and drinking ecstatically to the heady of the new Emir.

    Another child entered life and that kingdom at the same time. While the crowds were glorifying the strong and belittling themselves by singing praise to a potential despot, and while the angels of heaven were weeping over the people's weakness and servitude, a sick woman was thinking. She lived in an old, deserted hovel and, lying in her hard bed beside her newly born infant wrapped with ragged swaddles, was starving to death. She was a penurious and miserable young wife neglected by humanity; her husband had fallen into the trap of death set by the prince's oppression, leaving a solitary woman to whom God had sent, that night, a tiny companion to prevent her from working and sustaining life.
    ...
  • On Pain
    Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses
    your understanding.

    Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its ...
  • Self-knowledge Xvii
    And a man said, "Speak to us of Self-Knowledge."

    And he answered, saying:
    ...
  • Song Of The Soul Xxii
    In the depth of my soul there is
    A wordless song - a song that lives
    In the seed of my heart.
    It refuses to melt with ink on ...
  • Giving Chapter V
    Then said a rich man, "Speak to us of Giving."

    And he answered:
    ...
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Heart 58 Life 55 Love 51 I Love You 51 God 42 Earth 39 Night 36 Spirit 32 Speak 31 Soul 31


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Kendi_official_: "our anxiety does not come from thinking about the future, but from wanting to control it." --khalil gibran
Photosbytmcneil: the smallest act of kindness is worth more than the greatest intention. ~ khalil gibran
Lauorenjauregui: "life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit." -khalil gibran
Kristinahinz_: "if you choose silence, then be silent. when you speak, do so until you are finished." - khalil gibran
Izecaries: where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her unless she herself be your way and your guide? and how shall you speak of her except she be the weaver of your speech? - khalil gibran the prophet
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Speak roughly to your little boy,
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