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Inspired by the poem:
He rode that gypsy
He did not take you with him
It is night and with the night, dense darkness
Gypsy by the fire night dance, who are you?
Why is happiness gone? Why is the fire extinguished?
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Simin Behbehani
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Inspired by Ali Rafiei's Poem: I became famous in every city and country in disbelief I am locked in this role and my own prisoner Yesterday I regretted and repented Today I regret my regret
در کفر شدم شهره هر شهر و دیاری محبوس در این نقشم و زندانی خویشم دیروز پشیمان شدم و توبه نمودم امروز پشیمان ز پشیمانی خویشم
Inspired by Forough Farrokhzad's Poem: from love I will drop the lines And I will also stop counting the numbers and among limited geometric shapes I will take refuge in the sensory areas of the vastness I am naked, naked, naked Like the silences between the words of my naked love And my wounds are all from love of love love love I wandered this island Ocean revolution And I have passed the explosion of the mountain
از عشق - خطوط را رها خواهم کرد - و همچنین شمارش اعداد را رها خواهمکرد - و از میان شکلهای هندسی محدود
به پهنه های حسی وسعت پناه خواهم برد - من عریانم عریانم عریانم - مثل سکوتهای میان کلام های محبت عریانم
و زخمهای من همه از عشق است - از عشق عشق عشق - من این جزیره سرگردان را - ازانقلاب اقیانوس - و انفجار کوه گذر داده ام
فروغ فرخزاد
Inspired by Hakim Omar Khayyam's Poem: Look, where did I end up in the world? nothing What is the result of life in my hand? nothing I lit a candle, but when I sat down, there was nothing I'm Jaam e Jam, but when I broke, nothing بنگر ز جهان چه طرف بر بستم ؟ هیچ وز حاصل عمر چیست در دستم ؟ هیچ شمع طـربم ولی چو بنشستم هیچ من جام جمم ولی چو بشکستم هیچ (شعر از: حکیم عمر خیام)
Inspired by Attar's Poem: There are seven valleys of love that the seeker of your way passes through: request, Love, knowledge, Ignore, Oneness, astonishment, poverty and annihilation
Inspired by Saadi's Poem: No one knows how much I love you A fish that falls on dry land knows the price of water
Inspired by Molana's Poem: I cried because of this complaining creature Those are my longings and drunken screams By God, my city will be imprisoned without you I wish to wander in the mountains and the desert One hand is a cup and the other is a supporter I know such a middle dance is a dream زین خلق پر شکایت گریان شدم ملول آن های و هوی و نعره ی مستانم آرزوست والله که شهر بی تو مرا حبس میشود آوارگی کوه و بیابانم آرزوست یک دست جام باده و یک دست زلف یار رقصی چنین میانه ی میدانم آرزوست مولانا
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