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Cradle Of Love Painting by: Freydoon Rassouli Ayaa yaa
Ayohasaaghi
O' WINEGIVER!
Pass around and offer the wine For Love is so easy to fall in Yet, So difficult to carry on
Breeze at dawn,
Perfumed with musk of the beloved's hair Ignites wild fire In the heart of the lovers
Under night's cover
waves breathe
Fear, whirlpool's crash and pull. How can those freely laid ashore Come to know the burdened will?
Serenity is lost to
all who hide
Locked in the beloved's arms When the bells loudly toll "Pack up, my dear, move on!"
My life has been
drawn
From willfulness to ill-repute How can one conceal
Secrets that leads us
to gather?
Stain your
prayer rug
With red wine spills,
if the Peer of the Magi bids.
Love's traveler feels your needs will be your guide O Hafiz, Find the beloved's heart you seek, Wade joyfully in the love. At the chamber's doorway Cast the world aside.
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Be yaad-e Ahmad Shamloo, Shaaer-e Naamiman
The Gap
by: Ahmad Shamloo
Translated by: Ahmad Karimi Hakkok
To be born on the dark spear like the open birth of a wound. To travel the unique exodus of opportunity throughout In chains to burn on one's flame to the very last spark on the flame of a reverence found by the slaves Thus thus red and coquettish to bloom on the thorn-bush of blood and thus tall and proud to pass through the scourge-field of degradation and to travel through to the extreme of hatred ... Oh, who am I speaking of? The living with no reason, we are conscious to the reason of their death, they.
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So Did We...
From "At the Threshold"
Ahmad Shamloo
Once upon a time
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From: Hossein Sadraee
remembering those who lost their lives on 67
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