How can the rose be beautiful without the cheeks of
the beloved?
And without wine, of what use is Spring?
Basking on the lawn and breathing garden air are joyless,
unaccompanied by tulip cheeks.
For there is no beauty apart from her embraces and
her sugar-lipped kisses.
Without love-making, garden, roses, wine - all cause sorrow.
And this sorrow stops the flow of poetry. Look! ___________.
Daniel, you must have a thousand sheets of poetry lying around.
Take any one. Polish it. Present it to her as a peace offering!
Flowers, wine, embraces, love of longing... a thousand of sheets of poetry... Nothing more than love. What a beautiful love poem!
Tneder questions invite to a dialog. Without love-making, garden, roses, wine - all cause sorrow. - sounds so serious and peremptory. I would keep silence about great virgins as John the Baptist or Virgin Mary. Jeee. But suddenly the poem stops at the most interesting moment. wanted more about love-making, Daniel!
Such a lovely title...such a romantic poem! Tulip cheeks, sugar-lipped kisses...red wine drinks! The images and emotions are extremely tender and romantic; caressing softly every human heart in the spring of their emotions and feelings, longing, hungry for love. I am glad I found this poem, I absolutely love it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It reminds me of Rumi n Hafiz. The wine, the beloved, the roses n the gardens...they all make up the world for a Sufi poet. Poetry needs a certain atmosphere to flow out of us. A beautiful, beautiful poem.