Sahbaa...

Ai ki az kelk-e hunar naqsh-e del angez-e khudaï
Haif bashad mah-e man kin hama az mehr judaï
Gufta bodi jegaram khon nakoni baaz kujaï
Man na danestam az awal ke to be mehr o wafaï
Ahd na bastan az an beh ke bebandi o na paï

Charkh emshab ke ba kam-e del-e maa khasta gashtan
Daman-e wasl-e to natwan ba raqiban-e to heshtan
Natawan az to baraï del-e hamsaya guzashtan
Sham'a ra bayad azin khana beron burdan o koshtan
Ta ke hamsaya na danad ke to dar khana-e maaï

Narges-e mast-e to mastoori-e mardum na guzinad
Dast-e gulchin na rassad taa guli az shakh-e to chinad
Jalwa kon jalwa ki khorshid ba khelwat neshinad
Parda bar dar ke begana khod aan roi na binad
To buzurgi o dar aaïna-e kochak na numaï...

Anything but Love is idolatry...

Anything but Love upon this path is idolatry
Other than light of thy union is doubtful oratory
Whoever sees but the Beloved, sees astray
The lover’s seeing eye can only see God’s glory.
Pass up all spirits, pick your cup from the divine tray
Drink of the spirit of Love, the sole elixir in history.
The soul of the lovers was woven of manly and earthly clay
Follower of the path of Love, for the worldly will not worry.
Through the highest wisdom in poverty secrets lay
Choose detachment, this path is the prophets’ story.
To that unequalled essence even the angels will pray
His throne and His court is outside the world’s laboratory.
O true Shams, Pride of Tabriz, fault me not, turn me not away
Engulfed in fiery flames is my heart and soul’s observatory.

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A Trip To Molana's Ocean...

Beloved reached desired glow
And so we say, may it be so
All doubts towards faith did grow
And so we say, may it be so

The devil’s plot caused perturbation
And the nation faced agitation;
Once again was Solomon’s nation
And so we say, may it be so

Beloved who put my heart in pain
Closed doors on my face once again
Friends would console and entertain
And so we say, may it be so

You drank wine on your own
Lusted after all, alone
Now lead the drunk upon a throne
And so we say, may it be so

From your majestic bright face
The flame lighting my place
Each corner, a well-lit space
And so we say, may it be so

From your fake anger and rage
And the sweet turning of the page
The world is a sugary stage
And so we say, may it be so

Night replaced by the morrow
Joy has conquered every sorrow
Sun light, pervasive and thorough
And so we say, may it be so

From mendicant generosity
And lovers’ pertinacity
Revival and vivacity
And so we say, may it be so

Celebrate this festivity
Restored to compatibility
Festivals abound in our city
And so we say, may it be so

O masterful wise minstrel
In the underworld do not dwell
Finally Venus in Libra fell
And so we say, may it be so

The mendicant reached kingly might
In wealth attained unimagined height
Partaking of courtly delight
And so we say, may it be so

Consider the wind in the air
Sweet lips’ bewitching flair
Wailing windpipe will not spare
And so we say, may it be so

The Pharaoh with much hardship
Misfortunes his life grip
Of suffering, Moses strip
And so we say, may it be so

Evil looking and ugly wolf
Drowned in ignorance’s deep gulf
By Joseph’s goodness now dwarf
And so we say, may it be so

O Shams-e Tabrizi, you
Compassionately blend and renew
East and west through and through
And so we say, may it be so

From submission to Satan’s will
Your prophetic soul emerged through this mill
Satan himself, God’s will fulfill
And so we say, may it be so

When the moon was shining its light
Both worlds were garden of delight
All souls for home then took flight
And so we say, may it be so

The ignorant and the blind
With insight are now wise and kind
Surpass Jesus, put him behind
And so we say, may it be so

It was all for souls to grow
May it always have been so
Thy splendor brightly aglow
And so we say, may it be so

All thy wrath was thy mercy
Thy poison, sweet clemency
Like dark clouds’ sweet potency
And so we say, may it be so

In his temple, colors remain
Pulling by the horns will not disdain
When this bull’s blood floors stain
And so we say, may it be so

Silence! I am drunk, you know
My hands are tied in this earthly show
My disheveled mind moves to and fro
And so we say, may it be so

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The Hindering Hypocrisy and...

America’s lust for global dominance is the real bone of contention. Homa Forotan explores.

The United States is “on great mission to rid the world of evil 1”. This is what Bush and other US officials proclaim; however to their despair, the world now is disillusioned as the United States’ intentions clearly reveal themselves.

The US has long held itself up as guardian of human rights and global peace and appeared contemptuous of tyrant governments. Nevertheless, it is the very basic human rights that US policies have long been violating vehemently.

In order to achieve economic and military dominance - imperialism- on a world wide scale, these necessary illusions become inevitable for American policy. Therefore, it is not a surprise to see the great human rights watch dog breach the international laws to any extent, as it has been doing indeed. ‘War on terror’ is America’s favorite and effective tool which forms a very delusive excuse for America to expand its economic and geographic border... Complet

L'hiver de mon Village...

C'est l'hiver de mon village. Vous pouvez observer les

montagnes tout en direction de char à boeuf.

Une Brève Introduction...

Ce que j'aime pas avoir, c'est l'ami(e) qui ne me sent pas... C'est éident que moi aussi je ne peux pas sentir quelqu'uns de mes ami(e)s; je peux certainement dire "ami(e)s" parce qu'il n'y a aucun de différence, pour moi, entre Un Ami et Une Amie.

Je les aime jusque ce qu'ils m'aiment, et ne plus après cette frontière là... On est les êtres humains, et je les respecte... quels qu'ils soient... en effet ce que me choque, c'est façon d'interaction de quelques amis face à moi, je les aime et encore... mais qu'ils ne savent pas leur rang d'apparence envers moi... ou envers leurs autres amis, camarades, coupins, etc. En ce qui me concerne, je, peut-être, ne doit pas écrire tous ce que je veux, ici; mais quand même, je suis assez choqué que je peux pas laisser mes pensées bloquer dans mon cerveaux. Je vous excuse enfin d'avoir commencé mon weblog par un article si triste, mais vous ne le lisez pas, SVP, d'abord et allez vers un autre article. Merci de tous mes amis et mes parentés de m'aider au moins en lisant ce que poste en mon weblog.