English Poetry; 161 messages
The sweet laughter—I didn’t love in vain.
I didn’t graft reason onto love.
She pulls me, she pulls me with her lasso-like braid.
How could I be separated from her ambergris-scented hair?
Peris, lovely, tall beauties –
Mazun won’t refuse if they want his soul.
I’ve put my head in their path.
My head’s bad luck is because of my tongue.
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Because of you I chose exile,
I’ve been estranged from my tribe for some time.
I watered my flower with my tears,
Injustice! Don’t take me away from my flower.
There’s nothing wrong if a king wants a pauper,
If a pauper desires a king, he can’t help it.
My desire is too high; my luck is too low,
There is no cure for this pain but death.
What’s with the melancholic ascetic?
He argues with me about faith and religion.
The religion of the lover is the beloved.
I’m taking no path but my own.
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One has become Moses and has seen the Beloved on Mount Sinai.
One, like Jesus, has seen the Beloved while crucified.
One has seen in the dark, another in the light.
Each person has a different path to the Friend’s neighborhood.
One becomes like soil, and kisses the threshold.
Another becomes fervent then flutters.
One, like Mazun, makes his chest a shield,
seeking the arrow of love.
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Each Person Has A Different Path To The Friend’s Neighborhood
We exchanged reason for love.
Everybody is a buyer of a different good.
The mystic’s design and mark is distinct,
A different bazaar, a different shop.
It’s a different journey, a distinct world.
It’s different from this world and the other world.
Those on the land are unaware of those in the air.
A good from Ethiopia is different from one from Central Asia.
One who is in the sea is ignorant of some one who is in the desert.
Everybody is the king of his own city.
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Who Is Here? Who Is There?
In the Garden, when the autumn wind blows,
In the bird’s voice there is wailing and lamentation.
In the lovesick nightingale’s song there is a call,
with a different effect, a different mark.
Still, the nightingale is yearning for the love of the flower.
Still, the salamander is nesting in the oven.
Still, Mansur is hanging on the gallows.
He says: “I’m the Truth,” yet the secret (truth) is hidden.
Still, Zulaykha is not afraid of rebuke.
Still, Yusuf is evading Zulaykha.
Still, the Christian maiden is breaching Sheikh San’an''s faith.
Still, the Sheikh is tending her swine.
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1st impression:
Just when I thought I d seen it all
our paths crossed and met
and I Knew from the First glance
that u would be hard 2 4get
your eyes attracted me First
but you reeked of sultry confidence
I couldn t wait 2 touch lips
and kiss with my Heart s intentions
when we did it was what I expected
and 4 that moment we erased the tension
of the awkwardness of First Date Jitters
and the initial Blind Date First impressions
we kissed again and I felt the passion
and this was CUPID s blessing
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Hours Pass By
I think of u in my arms
and what it would be like 2 make love
I think of u raising my SEED
and what they d be made of
I think of how alone I was
before u came 2 be
I think of the joy I felt
when u said u thought of me
I?m proud 2 be the heart u
choose 2 make a friend
hours pass by and cupid cries
until we meet again
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Daffodils
I wander''d lonely as a cloud
...That floats on high o''er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
...A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
...And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretch''d in never-ending line
...Along the margin of a bay;
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
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One lover is roaring.
He is eager to see a shining face.
Another is distressed,
keen to see her lustrous hair.
Another desires his lover’s breasts.
Describes them as ripe pomegranates,
Hails them improperly,
Praises apples of Isfahan.
One lover says: "My beloved is going away.
My liver''s blood became my wine.
From my cry the world became deaf.
Is this friend in the grinding mill?"
Mine is above all others'' loves.
He is dear, a husband to widows.
He knows everything,
whether the meaning or the expression.
The light of his candle doesn''t vanish.
He is the beloved, I''m the lover.
He is the ocean, Mazun the fish,
How wonderful, what an endless sea he is.
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Why
Oh God, one cannot argue with you, but,
why did you throw us in the fire of love?
You formed us with your power, and water and clay.
Why did you create the moon-like beauties?
You made eyebrows into pens, and locks of hair into lassos.
You made sugar-water limpid from sweet lips.
If you wanted me not to become afflicted and degraded,
why did you create lovesick girls?
If you wanted submission and prayers,
you would not have given beauties coquetry and coyness.
If false love is a sin,
why did you make drunkard eyes drunk?
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Beloved''s Manifestation
One who is eager for love,
the beloved''s manifestation is in his soul.
In his existence there is the sign,
in his bones, marrow, and blood.
Is the beloved a houri or a human?
Venus, the sun, or the moon?
My beloved, in short,
is neither from the earth, nor from the sky.
Day by day my beloved''s beauty becomes more elegant.
Moment by moment I become more saddened.
My beloved is closer to me than myself,
Yet, I don''t know where my beloved is.
One who has reason and knowledge,
becomes intimate with someone of his kind.
I, helpless and Majnun-like,
have become accustomed to the desert.
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My Pillow gazes upon me at night
Empty as a gravestone;
I never thought it would be so bitter
To be alone,
Not to lie down asleep in your hair.
I lie alone in a silent house,
The hanging lamp darkened,
And gently stretch out my hands
To gather in yours,
And softly press my warm mouth
Toward you, and kiss myself, exhausted and weak-
Then suddenly I''m awake
And all around me the cold night grows still.
The star in the window shines clearly-
Where is your blond hair,
Where your sweet mouth?
Now I drink pain in every delight
And poison in every wine;
I never knew it would be so bitter
To be alone,
Alone, without you.
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You are friendly, kind and caring
Sensitive, loyal and understanding
Humorous, fun, secure and true
Always there... yes that''s you.
Special, accepting, exciting and wise
Truthful and helpful, with honest blue eyes
Confiding, forgiving, cheerful and bright
Yes that''s you... not one bit of spite.
You''re one of a kind, different from others
Generous, charming, but not one that smothers
Optimistic, thoughtful, happy and game
But not just another... in the long chain.
Appreciative, warm and precious like gold
Our friendship won''t tarnish or ever grow old
You''ll always be there, I know that is true
I''ll always be here... always for you.
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So often when I am embracing you,
It seems that you exist in this world
only because of me and I exist because of you.
It''s not easy to wander in this world
and not lose one''s way,
but the greatest happiness of all
is in giving joy to one''s beloved.
And if the king can have his throne,
and if the bird can have his Spring nest,
and God can have his heaven,
then I, my sweetheart, I can have you!
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Do You Remember?
Handsome, your beauty surpasses other beauties.
Write, let me know how you are doing, peri.
Everybody did, what happens if I do?
Describing your charm in this gathering, peri?
Your breasts are like marble. Your alef-like stature resembles spruce.
Around your flower-like face, curl to curl, is ambergris scented hair.
You’d sleep and I’d stay all night till dawn,
Guarding your assets and riches, peri.
The day I fell in love with your moon-like charm.
I found that my incurable pain had no remedy.
Do you remember, I was saying: Dawn, Dawn?
Praying no ruin falls on you, peri?
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