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O Moon, you are radiant- full of light, But far from my idol’s brilliant face! O Narcissus, ‘though you be lit with joy- Leave excused. You have yet to see her face! ای ماه اگرچه روشن و پر نوری از … Continue reading →

If you read a single page from our book, How astonished will you forever be! And if for a breath you submit to Heart- O, how the wise will fall to their knees! گر یک ورق از کتاب ما بر … Continue reading →

A foot that would wander with joy at night, A hand that would pluck a fist of flowers: That hand was severed, and that foot crushed By the ambush of death’s gnashing jaws. پای که همی رفت بشبستان سر مست … Continue reading →

When he saw my dear gaunt and sallow face, With tears of blood flowing from brook-like eyes He smiled, and with a laugh said: my darling! O my tortured brat- O my dear nasty child! چون زرد و نزار دید … Continue reading →

Since I have known the melodies of love, I have torn the veil from the face of joy. I have played my lute with the bard of love And like daf and ney, both are played as one. تا پرده … Continue reading →

No lover is he without feet quick like the soul, Who does not turn about the Moon like stars at night. Listen to me- my speech is not vile nonsense: No flag dances but by the longing of desire! عاشق … Continue reading →

Without love, joy and mirth cannot increase, And life cannot blush with beauty and grace. A hundred clouds may rain upon the sea, But by pain alone is drop by pearl encased. Note: According to poetic tradition, pearls are formed … Continue reading →