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SmiLiNg Is NoT My ReAliTy,
ThIs Is HoW I PrEtEnD To Be,
By NiGhT I CrY MySeLf To SlEeP,
WiD My GoD FrOwNiNg At Me,
DrOwnInG In A FlOoD Of TeArS,
BuT TeArs Are My DeStInY,
My ViSiOn A BlUr As I FuLLFiLL,
AnD ThIs Is HoW I MeAnT To Be,
My LiFe UnWoRthY,
My SelF To KiLL,
ExIsTeNcE A ToRtUrE I MuSt EnDurE,
As U RegArDeD SuiCiDe As SiN,
I M NoT AgAiNsT U My HeArt Is PuRe,
FaTe Is MoCkInG WiTh An EviL GriN,
SuRrOuNDeD In A BlAcK NeSs So DeEp,
I WaLk,I SeE But SuRvIvE No MoRe,
I M DeAd InSiDe,
In DaRkNeSs WeEp,
YoU KnoW I LoVe U,
LIkE EvEr BeFoRe,
FoRgIvE Me As In My GrAvE I LaY,
FrEe Me oF ThiS PaIn AnD LeT Me DiE,
I JuSt CaNT BaRe It AnY MoRe:''(
672 chars (5 sms)
How come I don''t know my own pain?
I''m the doctor and the remedy myself.
I wandered around the universe.
For the friend''s sake I have broken my heart.
Oh poor me! I didn''t know
I ''m the beloved and the lover myself.
Mazun, I made myself degraded.
I chose to be in love.
I gave my sole to the beloved.
Soul myself, devotee myself.
352 chars (3 sms)
It makes me gloomy
It makes me cry
That you are a charmer & your love was a lie ...
You''re my love & without you
I''LL DIE ... I''LL DIE ...
But now waves of time has shown me tha path
It''s not death, where I want to resort ...
My lovely anguish told me to what to do?
I DON''T LOVE YOU BUT
I LOVE TO ABHOR YOU ...
334 chars (3 sms)
My love is true
My love is true ...
Why don''t you believe
My love is you ...
Many a friends are in my life
But No one exists
When you are by my side ...
Look at my tears
It''snot rain
It''s YOU ...
Unfaithfullness that gives me pain
If you don''t want to meet me
Why you tease my again and again ...
I love you & I love you fair
No one can give you so much care ...
NOw you are rejecting & Ignoring me
But remember that me & my love for you is rare ...
483 chars (4 sms)
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.
351 chars (3 sms)
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.
513 chars (4 sms)
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.
399 chars (3 sms)
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.
549 chars (4 sms)
Still, Majnun desires to become insane.
Still, Layla’s camel flees the caravan.
Still, the noise of Farhad’s pickaxe can be heard.
Still, Shirin’s tale is sweet to tell.
Who is calling and who is telling in the music of the saz?
Everything becomes musical. Who spends life from moment to moment?
Mazun says: “Who is here? Who is on there?”
He is here; he is there. Where is he?
391 chars (3 sms)
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.
634 chars (4 sms)
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
514 chars (4 sms)
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
346 chars (3 sms)
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.
475 chars (3 sms)
If false love is a sin,
why did you make drunkard eyes drunk?
The moth would not burn if there is no candle.
The nightingale would not go mad if there is no flower.
If Layla did not rupture faith,
why should Majnun wander around the mountain and the desert?
I’m talking about your attributes and your essence.
I’m afraid, I cannot return from my inner heart.
From love’s fire, why did you put
troubled words on Mazun’s tongue?
446 chars (3 sms)
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.
696 chars (5 sms)